A relatively quick post from me tonight. I’m strongly considering putting an offer in on a house tomorrow morning, which places my current mindset somewhere in that glorious middle-earth between ecstasy and terror. Think of that very first time you considered making a move on a girl/boy* you were REALLY in to—such is my deliberation, only for pros/cons swap in incomparable investment/world-crushing debt for potential nookie/humiliating rejection. And seriously, at this point, I’ve used the words “really good fit” enough times to describe my potential homestead I’d swear I was discussing a would-be lover. Yeah, alright, that was pretty off-color. But life-changing decisions earn one a get-out-of-jail card for all matters of decorum, if you ask me. Anyhoo, listen to Supercar, the best damn Shibuya-Kei band this side of Pizzicato Five. Japanese pop 4 life….

*Who am I kidding? I’m well aware our readership is heavy on Y chromosomes…