I won't give up on the Counting Crows.

I sort of feel like I owe Adam Duritz something for all the hours that his music has kept me company and helped me emote sadness and nostalgia. Their new album comes out tomorrow (technically today, since it's 12:04AM). It's called Saturday Nights and Sunday Mornings, because "Saturday night is when you sin and Sunday is when you regret." It might suck but that's okay, there'll be something in there that's good. Wow, it's been SIX years since their previous album Hard Candy. I was listening to Hard Candy when someone ran me off the road. But that's just because I listened to that in the car for about a year. It has my hands-down all-time favorite depressing song, Holiday in Spain. Which, by the way, someday I really will take a holiday in Spain, leave my wings behind me, drink my worries down the drain, fly away to somewhere new.

A girl in my building bought our couch, coffee table, bedroom set (2 side table and dresser), and boxspring for $130. How depressing is that.... I can't believe I'm giving up this apartment. And we've sold the Honda, and the same buyer's mom is thinking about the Mini Cooper. MY car. With stripes. That's my car.