i've been doing a lot of tylenol pm
no seriously
Friday, February 27
Thursday, February 12
so stupid so sorry that i called you a whore
i had a dream last night that i talked to tim gunn about how badly i wanted the shirt that says "heidi&micheal&nina&tim"
fifty hours got cut from our work week! which i guess i should be happy about since i was complaining so much, but it actually just made me really scared of the future.
fifty hours got cut from our work week! which i guess i should be happy about since i was complaining so much, but it actually just made me really scared of the future.
Wednesday, January 21
faster vaginacat! murder! murder!
i'm generally very unhappy, but i think it's just january. but it's always hard to remember that it's january and not me.
i wrote a paper about how Shakespeare was trying to warn us of our own power (that is the power that humans have to destroy each other and everything around them) in othello. about how this jealousy and this desire for power can lead to everything around you just being totally obliterated.
i just think if anyone violates that ceasefire it's going to be world war three. that's what i think.
yep!!pey
i wrote a paper about how Shakespeare was trying to warn us of our own power (that is the power that humans have to destroy each other and everything around them) in othello. about how this jealousy and this desire for power can lead to everything around you just being totally obliterated.
i just think if anyone violates that ceasefire it's going to be world war three. that's what i think.
yep!!pey
Tuesday, January 6
hey cut it out!
hey man, not that i don't stand with israel or whatever,
but come on.
"Israeli mortar fire on Tuesday hit near a United Nations school in Gaza, killing dozens of civilians who had apparently taken shelter there, officials said."
-npr.org, tuesday, january 6th.
Thursday, December 4
and when i finally kissed him the whole world began to ring
I'm taking five classes next semester. Logic, Intro to Earth Science, Anthro202, Comp102, and History of the Ancient World (because I like the professor, he's teaching me the conservative view of USA history since 1877 right now). Large load, I know. The bogus part is I have four of those classes on the same day, and one of them on Monday and Wednesday evenings. I just have to keep reminding myself what a good deal OCC is (money wise) and how working Mondays and Wednesdays and then traveling back to Skokie to learn about the earth and its sciences will be worth it come August. I'm constantly looking for apartments in Rogers Park and stuff. It's an exciting time. I'm getting my shit together. Really.
Over Thanksgiving weekend, I was at a party and a friend of mine sang a line from a Wolf Parade song and I finished it and I realized that this obsession with rock music is really, really nerdy, and that I am also a nerd. But that's okay, I guess. Better to be a music nerd than an anime nerd, that's what I was always told.
I am so bored with basically all the music I listen to. The only music that's really been interesting me lately is old Neutral Milk Hotel, AKA everything that is not "In The Aeroplane Over the Sea". Not that I don't still think that "Aeroplane" is one of the best things ever recorded in the history of humans (please don't think that!)- I just think "On Avery Island" and the other random collection of stuff I have is endearing and LoFi-ish. I love how some of the tracks sound kind of messy, like a lot of the instrumental parts are full of sonic noise. And there's nothing I love more than some good sonic noise (with the exception of that ten minute long Wilco song). I'm still kicking myself for not seeing Jeff Magnum when he came to Chicago with the Elephant 6 tour. See? NERD. I check Pitchfork like four times a day, I swear.
Things I am looking forward to:
snoking a blowl with Alec in like 30 minutes
Jeff Tweedy and the Breeders at second city on Tuesday?? Maybe I can meet Jeff Tweedy and Kim Deal in one night. Talk about two birds with one stone.
winter break!
mucca pazza
making the pumpkin spice bread that I "stole" from William Sonoma.
I'm so excited to collect some stories. Yes, this storytelling thing is only a possibility for the ensemble's season, but all talk about stories made me realize how many good ones I've heard and how badly they need to be documented.
So get ready.
OHOHOH I FORGOT.
I saw an advanced screening of "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button" last night. Watch the fuck out for this movie, because it's going to be nominated for about a billion Oscars come spring. And I can honestly say it deserves to win all of them. This was one of the most moving and beautiful films I have ever seen in my entire life. I want everyone I know to see it. I had to leave the theater immediately when the credits began to role because I was crying so much. Wow wow wow. If you read this and you're going to see me this December you'd better believe we are going to see this movie.
This kid from my high school hung himself. He was in my spanish class junior year. He talked to me a lot and always had scars on his arms. Really eerie stuff.
Over Thanksgiving weekend, I was at a party and a friend of mine sang a line from a Wolf Parade song and I finished it and I realized that this obsession with rock music is really, really nerdy, and that I am also a nerd. But that's okay, I guess. Better to be a music nerd than an anime nerd, that's what I was always told.
I am so bored with basically all the music I listen to. The only music that's really been interesting me lately is old Neutral Milk Hotel, AKA everything that is not "In The Aeroplane Over the Sea". Not that I don't still think that "Aeroplane" is one of the best things ever recorded in the history of humans (please don't think that!)- I just think "On Avery Island" and the other random collection of stuff I have is endearing and LoFi-ish. I love how some of the tracks sound kind of messy, like a lot of the instrumental parts are full of sonic noise. And there's nothing I love more than some good sonic noise (with the exception of that ten minute long Wilco song). I'm still kicking myself for not seeing Jeff Magnum when he came to Chicago with the Elephant 6 tour. See? NERD. I check Pitchfork like four times a day, I swear.
Things I am looking forward to:
snoking a blowl with Alec in like 30 minutes
Jeff Tweedy and the Breeders at second city on Tuesday?? Maybe I can meet Jeff Tweedy and Kim Deal in one night. Talk about two birds with one stone.
winter break!
mucca pazza
making the pumpkin spice bread that I "stole" from William Sonoma.
I'm so excited to collect some stories. Yes, this storytelling thing is only a possibility for the ensemble's season, but all talk about stories made me realize how many good ones I've heard and how badly they need to be documented.
So get ready.
OHOHOH I FORGOT.
I saw an advanced screening of "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button" last night. Watch the fuck out for this movie, because it's going to be nominated for about a billion Oscars come spring. And I can honestly say it deserves to win all of them. This was one of the most moving and beautiful films I have ever seen in my entire life. I want everyone I know to see it. I had to leave the theater immediately when the credits began to role because I was crying so much. Wow wow wow. If you read this and you're going to see me this December you'd better believe we are going to see this movie.
This kid from my high school hung himself. He was in my spanish class junior year. He talked to me a lot and always had scars on his arms. Really eerie stuff.
Thursday, November 13
you pms like a bitch, i would know...CALIFORNIA
Let's talk about gay marriage, okay?
Come on California, really? I thought you were the land of eucolyptus scented air, free love, trolleys and revolution. I guess I thought wrong.
Of course I am for gay marriage. Of course I am. I believe this is a civil rights issue, a moral issue, and a huge sign of how ignorant the public is. I believe the reason Prop8 passed is because people don't understand exactly what gay marriage entails and what it does not.
What it does entail:
1. the ability to own joint property as a couple. owning a home together, owning a golf cart together, owning a dog together- whatever. that doesn't sound that harmful, does it?
2. certain rights in case of emergency/hospitalization. this is the big one in my opinon. I've been reading a lot about this issue and there are a lot of horror stories...If you are not someones family or SPOUSE (LEGALLY) you cannot stay with them in the hospital. I read about a man who wanted to stay with his partner of twenty five years in the hospital overnight after a near fatal heart attack. Not only could he not stay, or make any important choices over his partner's well being while in the hospital because of non-spouse status, but his partner's family, who were adimently anti-gay, were able to ban him from visiting all together. horrible stuff. legalizing the marriage would also allow for sick leave if ones spouse was ill.
3. bereavment leave. choice as to where one's partner would be burried upon death.
4. filing for joint bankruptcy!
5. insurance breaks!
6. other groundshaking moral atrocites, such as tax breaks and prison visits.
7. a huge step forward for this nation.
What gay marriage does not entail:
1. the apocolypse.
And yes, I could not be more thrilled about President Elect Obama (doesn't it feel good to say that outloud?) but I can't help but still feel outraged at the enormous injustice that is happening in regards to our homosexual sisters and brothers.
ALSO!
I've been having the weirdest fucking dreams. I dreampt I bit of a huge chunk of an exboyfriend's neck and then he was actually Dorian Gray.
Muzack:
Clam, Cockle, Cowrie- Joanna Newsom
Here's the Thing- Girl Talk
Excuse Me Mr.-No Doubt (old school. like seventh grade old school.)
Come on California, really? I thought you were the land of eucolyptus scented air, free love, trolleys and revolution. I guess I thought wrong.
Of course I am for gay marriage. Of course I am. I believe this is a civil rights issue, a moral issue, and a huge sign of how ignorant the public is. I believe the reason Prop8 passed is because people don't understand exactly what gay marriage entails and what it does not.
What it does entail:
1. the ability to own joint property as a couple. owning a home together, owning a golf cart together, owning a dog together- whatever. that doesn't sound that harmful, does it?
2. certain rights in case of emergency/hospitalization. this is the big one in my opinon. I've been reading a lot about this issue and there are a lot of horror stories...If you are not someones family or SPOUSE (LEGALLY) you cannot stay with them in the hospital. I read about a man who wanted to stay with his partner of twenty five years in the hospital overnight after a near fatal heart attack. Not only could he not stay, or make any important choices over his partner's well being while in the hospital because of non-spouse status, but his partner's family, who were adimently anti-gay, were able to ban him from visiting all together. horrible stuff. legalizing the marriage would also allow for sick leave if ones spouse was ill.
3. bereavment leave. choice as to where one's partner would be burried upon death.
4. filing for joint bankruptcy!
5. insurance breaks!
6. other groundshaking moral atrocites, such as tax breaks and prison visits.
7. a huge step forward for this nation.
What gay marriage does not entail:
1. the apocolypse.
And yes, I could not be more thrilled about President Elect Obama (doesn't it feel good to say that outloud?) but I can't help but still feel outraged at the enormous injustice that is happening in regards to our homosexual sisters and brothers.
ALSO!
I've been having the weirdest fucking dreams. I dreampt I bit of a huge chunk of an exboyfriend's neck and then he was actually Dorian Gray.
Muzack:
Clam, Cockle, Cowrie- Joanna Newsom
Here's the Thing- Girl Talk
Excuse Me Mr.-No Doubt (old school. like seventh grade old school.)
Saturday, October 11
in my head, there's a city at night
order, order
agenda:
a. wolf parade. excellent band! certainly not a silly internet buzz band, certainly not. their new record "at mount zoomer" is just as brimming with raw emotion (open to your own interpretation) and catchy keyboard melodies as "apologies to the queen mary". spencer krug is quite a guy. highly recommended, five stars out of fives. high fives all around, wolf parade.
b. there are a lot of things stressing me out. a lot. for those of you that don't know (and read this, which is basically no one, so what am i doing), my mom tried to kill herself last weekend. she only stayed in the hospital for three days. this is because neither her or my dad's health care would cover an extended stay in the psych ward. they work every single day and pay copious amounts of cash to make sure that in case of a tragedy or emergency (such as this one) they will be taken care of. well, no. that's not actually the case. they pay rising premiums to not get covered. because of this, because the middle class is getting royally fucked in the anus as far as health care is concerned, my mom is here. she's asleep in the room next to me, deathly ill (yes, it's a disease) and extremely dangerous to herself. she's dying in there, and it's painful to watch. this brings me to point
c. the election is number two in the top five things that are stressing me out right now list. for those of you that have chosen to look at the state of things objectively, for those of you who have chosen to play devils advocate because obama endorsement is a popular position amongst your peers, for those of you that are voting for mccain because you are a republican...you do not understand how close to home everything is hitting. the outcome of this election WILL directly effect you. the economy is...well, as the daily show so aptly put it, a "clusterfuck to the poor house". health care is obviously fucked. billions of dollars a month are being spent on an unjustified war. my right to choice in regards to my body is dangerously close to being stripped away (i have had two pregnancy scares this summer). oh, and according to America's favorite maverick, oral contraceptives for females should not be covered by health care but viagra should. in this case, the popular belief is the right one. obama is obviously the right candidate for the job...and yet, our country seems to be in love with a maverick and his adorable (FRIGHTENING) hockey mom ho. there is a chance these two will be the most powerful two people in the free world. he refers to you as his friend when he does not know you and her favorite movies include "hoosiers" and "rudy". i know it's popular to say that you're going to move if mccain gets elected...but i honestly don't know if i could stay here if that happened.
d. i have realized i hate beer. two sips of keystone light and i felt like i was going to vomit. really, i don't want to party at all. i just want to go to bed. my ideal man does not like beer pong, theme parties that only involve half naked girls and nights centered only around the idea of getting laid. my ideal man just likes to go to bed, just like i do. i want a man i can fall asleep with at 10:56 on a saturday night.
e. number three on the stress list is work. yeah. i pretty much hate my job. but i would be a fool to quit it. BECAUSE WE ARE IN A CLUSTERFUCK TO THE POOR HOUSE.
f. dr.wax records in evanston is shutting down. 50% off sale. yeah, that rules for me. but i feel it's the beginning of the death of the local record and book store. scary shit. considering i have also realized my dream job is just to work in a record store and do nude modeling for art classes on the side.
g. my new religion is science. i believe in science and i believe in the destructive power of man.
h. review of fleet foxes concert coming soon.
i. am going through this thing totally alone. it's hard and i can't say that i'm soldiering through it because i'm actually failing miserably at it.
j. too many cigarettes! but oh man, do them camel number nines take the edge off.
This place here is no friend of mine
What is passed, we'll just leave it behind
And what you know could only mean one thing
And what you know could only mean one thing
Rooted to the place that you spring from
agenda:
a. wolf parade. excellent band! certainly not a silly internet buzz band, certainly not. their new record "at mount zoomer" is just as brimming with raw emotion (open to your own interpretation) and catchy keyboard melodies as "apologies to the queen mary". spencer krug is quite a guy. highly recommended, five stars out of fives. high fives all around, wolf parade.
b. there are a lot of things stressing me out. a lot. for those of you that don't know (and read this, which is basically no one, so what am i doing), my mom tried to kill herself last weekend. she only stayed in the hospital for three days. this is because neither her or my dad's health care would cover an extended stay in the psych ward. they work every single day and pay copious amounts of cash to make sure that in case of a tragedy or emergency (such as this one) they will be taken care of. well, no. that's not actually the case. they pay rising premiums to not get covered. because of this, because the middle class is getting royally fucked in the anus as far as health care is concerned, my mom is here. she's asleep in the room next to me, deathly ill (yes, it's a disease) and extremely dangerous to herself. she's dying in there, and it's painful to watch. this brings me to point
c. the election is number two in the top five things that are stressing me out right now list. for those of you that have chosen to look at the state of things objectively, for those of you who have chosen to play devils advocate because obama endorsement is a popular position amongst your peers, for those of you that are voting for mccain because you are a republican...you do not understand how close to home everything is hitting. the outcome of this election WILL directly effect you. the economy is...well, as the daily show so aptly put it, a "clusterfuck to the poor house". health care is obviously fucked. billions of dollars a month are being spent on an unjustified war. my right to choice in regards to my body is dangerously close to being stripped away (i have had two pregnancy scares this summer). oh, and according to America's favorite maverick, oral contraceptives for females should not be covered by health care but viagra should. in this case, the popular belief is the right one. obama is obviously the right candidate for the job...and yet, our country seems to be in love with a maverick and his adorable (FRIGHTENING) hockey mom ho. there is a chance these two will be the most powerful two people in the free world. he refers to you as his friend when he does not know you and her favorite movies include "hoosiers" and "rudy". i know it's popular to say that you're going to move if mccain gets elected...but i honestly don't know if i could stay here if that happened.
d. i have realized i hate beer. two sips of keystone light and i felt like i was going to vomit. really, i don't want to party at all. i just want to go to bed. my ideal man does not like beer pong, theme parties that only involve half naked girls and nights centered only around the idea of getting laid. my ideal man just likes to go to bed, just like i do. i want a man i can fall asleep with at 10:56 on a saturday night.
e. number three on the stress list is work. yeah. i pretty much hate my job. but i would be a fool to quit it. BECAUSE WE ARE IN A CLUSTERFUCK TO THE POOR HOUSE.
f. dr.wax records in evanston is shutting down. 50% off sale. yeah, that rules for me. but i feel it's the beginning of the death of the local record and book store. scary shit. considering i have also realized my dream job is just to work in a record store and do nude modeling for art classes on the side.
g. my new religion is science. i believe in science and i believe in the destructive power of man.
h. review of fleet foxes concert coming soon.
i. am going through this thing totally alone. it's hard and i can't say that i'm soldiering through it because i'm actually failing miserably at it.
j. too many cigarettes! but oh man, do them camel number nines take the edge off.
This place here is no friend of mine
What is passed, we'll just leave it behind
And what you know could only mean one thing
And what you know could only mean one thing
Rooted to the place that you spring from
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