kevin drum is always so good and so widely-read that it's rarely necessary to point out his posts, but i just wanted to say that i really liked this one.

why yesterday was the worst day ever:

1. tommy's off in christtown, PA.
2. i melted into a large pile of sweaty human flesh.
3. my drycleaner lost my favorite pair of black pants. apparently somebody else who shares my last name came in and they gave the pants to him, without checking his ticket number. nevermind these were a size 4 pair of obviously woman's pants, and he was some dude. god. i hope he didn't try them on.
4. i went down to chinatown to snap some pictures for a DCist-thing. on my way out the door, i grabbed a square of chocolate to nibble on. as soon as i stepped outside, the chocolate melted into a gelatinous pile of ooze, which promptly smeared itself all over my hand and mouth.
5. across the street from me and my chocolate-covered fatass face were two beautiful, extremely skinny and athletic-looking girls attaching a kayak to a car roof. they are god's gift to the human eye, and probably kayaking. i am god's gift to melted chocolate. they saw me and my sweaty, chocolate-covered face. and pointed and laughed. well, not really.
6. i cut back into alley to avoid people on street. while wiping off the chocolate, i NEARLY STEPPED ON A DEAD RAT.

signs today might be better:
1. tommy gets back today
2. i finally loaded the new new pornographers album on my ipod, and it's pretty good. not their best, but "the bleeding heart show" is pretty kickass (you can download it here). apparently it has to do with "Zulu choral music Isicathamiya." okay, mr. newman. even though i'm not a huge fan of the cd right now, i don't doubt it'll grow on me, much like "slow wonder" did.
3. the drycleaner's called. dude returned my pants.
4. i think my PDA will come today
5. i might try to make ice cream tonight. hopefully it won't end up smeared all over my face.