OMGZRS.
I have a Dr.'s apt. on Friday in the city. Not THE BIG ONE, but almost the big one. I'm kind of nervous, just because I don't want my life ruined by getting a spleen-ectomy (sp?). That'd ruin my life, honestly.
THINGS ON MY MIND...
1. I wish I had $!!!
2. I don't understand Donnie Darko. And trust me, I am on the wavelength of weird existential movies that take repeated viewings to understand. I'm like the mastermind of decoding themes, symbols, and existential shit. But Donnie Darko confounds me. I don't get it. Would someone like to help me? I watched the movie, wikipedia-ed it, and read all this crap about The Tangent Universe and Manipulated Dead. And all along I thought it was a dream that a disturbed schizophrenic boy had. What is going on? Nothing was explained. But not even that- even the things that COULD BE EXPLAINED were NEVER INVOLVED IN THE MOVIE. it seems like the director later on got real pissed at people asking him "WTF", and he made up all these plots that he, uh, forgot to put in the movie.
3. Tammy Faye died :-( And I truly loved that woman. RIP, Tammy.
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
The Real 9/11 Truth Movement
"That's an internet theory and it's hopelessly implausible. Hopelessly implausible. So hopelessly implausible I don't see any point in talking about it."- Noam Chomsky, in reference to all the 9/11 Truth Movement Nonsense.
The Real 9/11 Truth Movement is represented right here.. aka, it is fully knowing that yes, our government is not perfect and yes, they probably received warnings of attacks on America...
BUT THE GOVERNMENT DID NOT WILLINGLY AND DIRECTLY CAUSE THE WTC ATTACK, NEITHER DID THEY PUT BOMBS IN THE BUILDINGS, ETC.
You know what? Reality sucks. Reality is a tough one. Yes. After 9/11, my whole reality was shaken and my world changed. I was sucked into a new reality, forced to grow up within seconds, forced to enter the "Real World". And it was hard, and sometimes I still can't wrap my head around the events that happened that day.
But I have accepted it.
Unfortunately, some others cannot accept the fact that 9/11 was a completely random, insane, and ridiculous event. There is no real logic behind it for us Americans. And whenever someone has a hard time accepting the truth of a situation, they attempt to form reasoning. No one wants to believe 9/11 was a horrible day where thousands of innocent lives were killed. So they want someone easy to blame (and not just some man hiding in a cave). So they blame the government.
There is a phenomenon occurring in all the conspiracies...one in which someone nitpicks a small detail that "can't be true" and then completely goes back and reasons that everything must be a lie, that we were all fed lies because God forbid something doesn't quite add up in our little minds.
I think that one day I would like to go through all the beliefs and claims of The 9/11 Truth Movement and, with the help of REPUTABLE SOURCES, refute ALL OF THEM. But that will be another day. For now, I am focusing on the essence of its stupidity and all the personal problems I have with it.
On a crude and perhaps admittedly ignorant level, I see Loose Change followers as uneducated, ignorant mid-westerners who have no real connection to 9/11 other than what they saw on TV. As someone who has family that died in the WTC, as well as family friends and acquaintances who died on those airplanes,
There are many questions this comes down to..among them, my favorites:
1) Why the Hell? To what purpose would it serve Bush to plan an attack on the WTC and kill thousands of people? To attack Iraq? Um, hardly. Yes, Bush was probably planning his move on Iraq the day after 9/11... and even though he is an idiot and surrounds himself with idiots, he could have found a better reason for invading Iraq. Killing thousands in the process? Maybe in a George Orwell book. What do you know about Bush? He is one dumb nut. Before 9/11, he spent nearly everyday of his presidency GOLFING. Ok? Not planning a conspiracy never seen by this world before. He was a lame duck president. A lame duck. He may be stupid and he's made some bad choices, but I don't think he's evil enough to kill his own people..
2) Who are you going to believe? Are you going to believe the truth, or what some asshole named Dylan Avery has told you in a cheap documentary called "Loose Change"? Are you going to take one bored young man's word and a bunch of ill reputable "scientists" who can't be trusted? Are you going to completely deny reality as it stands and stick your head in the ground? Chances are, if you believe anything in Loose Change, you are doing so. And at the risk of sounding like a crazy patriotic American, I will say this: if you don't take anything said in Loose Change with a grain of salt, you are really offensive to all those hundreds of people who died on the airplanes that day because Loose Change DENIES THEIR EXISTENCE.
There ya go!! Hey, I knew of two people on those planes! Did they exist? Yes. Ok. Loose Change, go screw yourself. They were not made up social security numbers, there were not false cell phone calls made that day from "computers" using voice technology.
And Loose Change loosely pulls at strings and, just like our government, uses fear and ignorance to completely puzzle our minds and brainwash us into sheep.
DO NOT BELIEVE THE 9/11 TRUTH MOVEMENT. IT IS UTTER, UTTER BULLSHIT.
p.s. sorry if this sounded like the ramblings of some asshole, but i meant every incoherent and loosely put together sentence.
The Real 9/11 Truth Movement is represented right here.. aka, it is fully knowing that yes, our government is not perfect and yes, they probably received warnings of attacks on America...
BUT THE GOVERNMENT DID NOT WILLINGLY AND DIRECTLY CAUSE THE WTC ATTACK, NEITHER DID THEY PUT BOMBS IN THE BUILDINGS, ETC.
You know what? Reality sucks. Reality is a tough one. Yes. After 9/11, my whole reality was shaken and my world changed. I was sucked into a new reality, forced to grow up within seconds, forced to enter the "Real World". And it was hard, and sometimes I still can't wrap my head around the events that happened that day.
But I have accepted it.
Unfortunately, some others cannot accept the fact that 9/11 was a completely random, insane, and ridiculous event. There is no real logic behind it for us Americans. And whenever someone has a hard time accepting the truth of a situation, they attempt to form reasoning. No one wants to believe 9/11 was a horrible day where thousands of innocent lives were killed. So they want someone easy to blame (and not just some man hiding in a cave). So they blame the government.
There is a phenomenon occurring in all the conspiracies...one in which someone nitpicks a small detail that "can't be true" and then completely goes back and reasons that everything must be a lie, that we were all fed lies because God forbid something doesn't quite add up in our little minds.
I think that one day I would like to go through all the beliefs and claims of The 9/11 Truth Movement and, with the help of REPUTABLE SOURCES, refute ALL OF THEM. But that will be another day. For now, I am focusing on the essence of its stupidity and all the personal problems I have with it.
On a crude and perhaps admittedly ignorant level, I see Loose Change followers as uneducated, ignorant mid-westerners who have no real connection to 9/11 other than what they saw on TV. As someone who has family that died in the WTC, as well as family friends and acquaintances who died on those airplanes,
There are many questions this comes down to..among them, my favorites:
1) Why the Hell? To what purpose would it serve Bush to plan an attack on the WTC and kill thousands of people? To attack Iraq? Um, hardly. Yes, Bush was probably planning his move on Iraq the day after 9/11... and even though he is an idiot and surrounds himself with idiots, he could have found a better reason for invading Iraq. Killing thousands in the process? Maybe in a George Orwell book. What do you know about Bush? He is one dumb nut. Before 9/11, he spent nearly everyday of his presidency GOLFING. Ok? Not planning a conspiracy never seen by this world before. He was a lame duck president. A lame duck. He may be stupid and he's made some bad choices, but I don't think he's evil enough to kill his own people..
2) Who are you going to believe? Are you going to believe the truth, or what some asshole named Dylan Avery has told you in a cheap documentary called "Loose Change"? Are you going to take one bored young man's word and a bunch of ill reputable "scientists" who can't be trusted? Are you going to completely deny reality as it stands and stick your head in the ground? Chances are, if you believe anything in Loose Change, you are doing so. And at the risk of sounding like a crazy patriotic American, I will say this: if you don't take anything said in Loose Change with a grain of salt, you are really offensive to all those hundreds of people who died on the airplanes that day because Loose Change DENIES THEIR EXISTENCE.
There ya go!! Hey, I knew of two people on those planes! Did they exist? Yes. Ok. Loose Change, go screw yourself. They were not made up social security numbers, there were not false cell phone calls made that day from "computers" using voice technology.
And Loose Change loosely pulls at strings and, just like our government, uses fear and ignorance to completely puzzle our minds and brainwash us into sheep.
DO NOT BELIEVE THE 9/11 TRUTH MOVEMENT. IT IS UTTER, UTTER BULLSHIT.
p.s. sorry if this sounded like the ramblings of some asshole, but i meant every incoherent and loosely put together sentence.
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Scuola!!
I NEED TO GO BACK TO SCHOOL.
I am going crazy.
I miss school so much. I have the strangest urge to open up a notebook and start homework. I want to read textbooks. I want to decorate my locker with pictures of Christian Bale and Ewan MacGregor. I really want to go shopping for all my back to school stuff, and wear sweaters and tights and get out of the summer and into the FALL!!
I am going crazy.
I miss school so much. I have the strangest urge to open up a notebook and start homework. I want to read textbooks. I want to decorate my locker with pictures of Christian Bale and Ewan MacGregor. I really want to go shopping for all my back to school stuff, and wear sweaters and tights and get out of the summer and into the FALL!!
Friday, July 20, 2007
I Love You, Britney Spears.
Britney Spears, we need to hang out sometime.
Although most of America would disagree with me, I think in the past few years you have become LESS ANNOYING and now are completely tolerable and even likable to me.
Because you have completely let your guard down, and you show the world your true colors and you wear your heart on your sleeve. Yes, people say you're white trash. And you don't freaking care.
And that's awesome.
Reasons Why I Love You and We Should Totally Watch Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion and Pig Out
1. The Sympathy Factor- First Justin Timberlake tells the world you slept with him. That's such a trashy, hurtful thing to do. You married your friend for ten hours in Vegas. Well, I married my best guy friend in second grade. Then, you fall in love with K-Fed. Most people would blame you for this as the start of your troubles. It's ok because I have fallen in "love" with some real assholes too. I know how that feels. Although I've never married any of them. Then you popped out mad babies. Haven't had a baby yet, so I can't really relate to that one. But whatevs. Then the whole world criticized and critiqued your every move. I have been under stress, too.
2. You Shaved Your Head and Wielded a Bat and Attacked the Paparazzi- Hey, sometimes I really want to shave my head too. It's like some weird emotional thing. Like, some people get tattoos when they're finished with bad relationships or ready for a next stage in their life. Um, pansies! Others shave their head. And you went back to your ancestor's roots and attacked cars with a baseball bat, grimacing and basically acting crazy. If I only had the bravery to do that.
3. You're Just Like Me- Hey! We have broad backs, out of shape butts, and acne!! We are so awesome! Let's celebrate and eat some ice cream, because I think you're awesome, Britney.
Although most of America would disagree with me, I think in the past few years you have become LESS ANNOYING and now are completely tolerable and even likable to me.
Because you have completely let your guard down, and you show the world your true colors and you wear your heart on your sleeve. Yes, people say you're white trash. And you don't freaking care.
And that's awesome.
Reasons Why I Love You and We Should Totally Watch Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion and Pig Out
1. The Sympathy Factor- First Justin Timberlake tells the world you slept with him. That's such a trashy, hurtful thing to do. You married your friend for ten hours in Vegas. Well, I married my best guy friend in second grade. Then, you fall in love with K-Fed. Most people would blame you for this as the start of your troubles. It's ok because I have fallen in "love" with some real assholes too. I know how that feels. Although I've never married any of them. Then you popped out mad babies. Haven't had a baby yet, so I can't really relate to that one. But whatevs. Then the whole world criticized and critiqued your every move. I have been under stress, too.
2. You Shaved Your Head and Wielded a Bat and Attacked the Paparazzi- Hey, sometimes I really want to shave my head too. It's like some weird emotional thing. Like, some people get tattoos when they're finished with bad relationships or ready for a next stage in their life. Um, pansies! Others shave their head. And you went back to your ancestor's roots and attacked cars with a baseball bat, grimacing and basically acting crazy. If I only had the bravery to do that.
3. You're Just Like Me- Hey! We have broad backs, out of shape butts, and acne!! We are so awesome! Let's celebrate and eat some ice cream, because I think you're awesome, Britney.
Kurt and Courtney
I was watching the big steaming pile of shit that is the "documentary" Kurt and Courtney the other day. Although I'm convinced Courtney DIDN'T kill Kurt, and I could probably go on forever about how horrible the documentary is, I like to watch parts occasionally because it's like the biggest circus of eccentric drug addicts. Some really crazy people there. Some funny moments, too.
Anyway, one thing that really moves me is Kurt's Aunt Mari, who doesn't blame Courtney for Kurt's death, btw. She really loved Kurt; her whole house is filled with pictures,old tapes, video, etc. She has such a warmth about her. She plays guitar and goes to schools in the area, talking and singing about the dangers of drug addiction and getting help for depression, etc. In a documentary full of shady characters with obvious biases and/or no real connections to Kurt OR Courtney, Kurt's aunt is like a beacon of hope and um, REALITY. The whole documentary is full of people who knew Kurt through a friend, or shot up with him a few times...aka, people who didn't really know him and insult his memory through their participation and involvement in this stupid project. But Kurt's Aunt Mari is the only one whose love for Kurt shines through the film.
What a cool person.
Anyway, one thing that really moves me is Kurt's Aunt Mari, who doesn't blame Courtney for Kurt's death, btw. She really loved Kurt; her whole house is filled with pictures,old tapes, video, etc. She has such a warmth about her. She plays guitar and goes to schools in the area, talking and singing about the dangers of drug addiction and getting help for depression, etc. In a documentary full of shady characters with obvious biases and/or no real connections to Kurt OR Courtney, Kurt's aunt is like a beacon of hope and um, REALITY. The whole documentary is full of people who knew Kurt through a friend, or shot up with him a few times...aka, people who didn't really know him and insult his memory through their participation and involvement in this stupid project. But Kurt's Aunt Mari is the only one whose love for Kurt shines through the film.
What a cool person.
Thursday, July 19, 2007
For all those who don't like anything they've seen so far.
Them.
These girls rock.
Because recently I have gotten into red lipstick, and I'm a firm believer in not overpowering too many areas of your face with makeup. If you want to rock a red lip, wear zero eye makeup (or just mascara and thin liquid eyeliner hehe). If you want to rock a smoky eye, go with a more natural lip. And they have got it down pat.
There certainly happen to be more wearable looks for mod girls such as I this season as well. Just copy those bitches. I hate the summer after like two weeks. Bring on the fall. Bring on the leaves, bring on the Thanksgiving, bring on the Christmas. Y-eah.
A Revelation
Ok, so we established shimmery metallics and natural colors for a more Earthy based look. Yet what's going on in the lip area? The big thing now is a throw back to mod lips, completely nude or just with a tint of sheer. This lipstick is a new Nars shade, just to show you how light and sheer and kind of warm the new look for lips happens to be.
If you're like me, and don't happen to like shimmery shiny sheerness too much on the lips because we happen to look like zombies anyway, skip the sheer/brownish/tan/gold lipstick. Really. And if you're like me, and don't happen to look like the bronzed bitch in the post below because you've inherited zero Mediterranean features, skip the sheer warmness and maybe try some rosy pinks. Rosy pinks are good because they still are in the color spectrum for the fall, as long as they're not too matte.
BUT SCREW RULES!!!
This fall, I will probably do as I want. I don't want to look like everyone else. You see, I want to look like....
Some plaid Before we Begin
Look at this girl rocking the plaid, the black tights, and the boots.
Um, helllo??? That's what I wore LAST season. SO AHEAD OF THE TIMES. So, yes, black tights still rock, and plaid WILL NEVER GO OUT OF STYLE.
Ok, but I really want to focus on makeup. I just wanted to show you the plaid so I can rub all my plaid dresses, kilts, headbands and scarves in everyone's face.
This fall is all about the minimalistic look. Think sheer, metallic eyes in shades like light browns, plums, etc. like that girl in the upper right, with the Bobbi Brown Burnt Sugar Metallics eyeshadow on.
fall 2007
Recently, makeup and fashion has become really important to me.
And not in the old-me sense. Not in the "Oh, I have to make sure these are pleather sandals so I can go to the Phish concert."
That's the old me. Now I'm way different. I can't even begin to describe what styles I like to use here. It's a mix of The Breakfast Club meets vintage fat Twiggy meets twee kid. I like black tights, basically.
Back on topic.
The next few posts are going to be about what happened at Fall 2007 Fashion Week. So take out those notebooks, girls, and get ready for serious note taking about what trends we're going to try to steal (albeit, much cheaply)
The Things I Do For This Awkward Wizard
Tomorrow.
1. 6:30 Wake up, shower, etc.
2. 7:30 Be at lab, blood test.
3. 8:00 Be at work, finish lockers.
4. 12:00 Get picked up
5. 2:30 Be at Barnes and Noble, join the throng.
6. 3:30 Still waiting in line. Alone. With a bunch of Potter fanatics.
7. 4:00 Get my wristband asap, as well as Jana and Daniel's.
8. 4:40 Hopefully by this time I will be out of Barnes and Noble with the wristbands, see Hairspray with Chrissy.
9. Post Hairspray, dinner
10. Post dinner, wait around a bit
11. Maybe do my makeup again.
12. Realize people are partying.
13. 10:30 PM Jana and Daniel come over.
14. Speed to Barnes and Noble.
15. Hopefully by midnight, I will join the huge ass line of people with Jana and Dan and buy Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows (which still happens to be the worst title of a book ever).
1. 6:30 Wake up, shower, etc.
2. 7:30 Be at lab, blood test.
3. 8:00 Be at work, finish lockers.
4. 12:00 Get picked up
5. 2:30 Be at Barnes and Noble, join the throng.
6. 3:30 Still waiting in line. Alone. With a bunch of Potter fanatics.
7. 4:00 Get my wristband asap, as well as Jana and Daniel's.
8. 4:40 Hopefully by this time I will be out of Barnes and Noble with the wristbands, see Hairspray with Chrissy.
9. Post Hairspray, dinner
10. Post dinner, wait around a bit
11. Maybe do my makeup again.
12. Realize people are partying.
13. 10:30 PM Jana and Daniel come over.
14. Speed to Barnes and Noble.
15. Hopefully by midnight, I will join the huge ass line of people with Jana and Dan and buy Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows (which still happens to be the worst title of a book ever).
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Monday, July 16, 2007
just a note for myself
stuff that won't make me gain weight
brevicon
necon
triphasil
ortho cyclens and stuff
prog mini pills like micronor, nor-qd, ovrette)
brevicon
necon
triphasil
ortho cyclens and stuff
prog mini pills like micronor, nor-qd, ovrette)
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Why the :-( Face
I took one of those face things where they scan your face and find what celebs look most like you. When I first took it, Mariah Carey and that chick from Mean Girls were my first two matches. But that was a year ago. I just did it, and Kelly Clarkson, Minnie Driver, Debra Messing, and Pamela Anderson came up lol.
GOOD THINGS
1. I saw my baby cousins yesterday, and had soo much fun. Little Catherine gave me a cute hug and wouldn't let me go. I love her to death. I hope I get to babysit her soon.
2. I got a 4 on the AP English Lang test!!!
BAD THINGS
1. My platelets are the lowest they have ever been. It basically comes down to, we don't know what the eff is wrong with me.
2. I might have to get a six hour infusion at Robert Wood.
GOOD THINGS
1. If it comes down to that we're going to call my cousins up and ask if i could play with Catherine for a day to cheer me up because she is the cutest thing on two feet.
i'm going to go to bed now, and listen to Phantom Power.
GOOD THINGS
1. I saw my baby cousins yesterday, and had soo much fun. Little Catherine gave me a cute hug and wouldn't let me go. I love her to death. I hope I get to babysit her soon.
2. I got a 4 on the AP English Lang test!!!
BAD THINGS
1. My platelets are the lowest they have ever been. It basically comes down to, we don't know what the eff is wrong with me.
2. I might have to get a six hour infusion at Robert Wood.
GOOD THINGS
1. If it comes down to that we're going to call my cousins up and ask if i could play with Catherine for a day to cheer me up because she is the cutest thing on two feet.
i'm going to go to bed now, and listen to Phantom Power.
Friday, July 13, 2007
Yes, I do believe that cats are magical, lovely, smart, and talented.
Then my anger and rage spilled over onto the page.
nov 20 1997
Today I went to school. I hate Gym! Mrs. G is treating me like Im a baby. I mean pushing Huge balls are not fun! I just want to tell her this
HEY YOU TREAT US LIKE BABBYS!!
Dear Lord!!!
Happy Birthday Roary. Roary's a Beanie Babby he's cute. he had a Birthday party today! he had a pretend party he didn't really have cake. I had cake with mommy!
This is my favorite diary entry. My Mom really did do this for me and my Beanie Baby; she made a little cake for us. How sweet was that. It almost makes me cry, thinking all that she did for me when I was little.
November 11 1998
Ok I skipped a year on my secret diary. Anyway there's a show called pokemon and everyone loves it! I think it's silly! Everyone says it the hottest show on t.v...I think not!!! It's about this Chinese boy and some yellow rabbit. It's very weird. Anyway I'm in third grade now. It's so far pretty easy. Miss D is pretty nice. Let's hope she stays that way!!
It makes me laugh..."I think not!" Wow, what a sense of irony and sarcasm for a young child to have. Anyway, then I wrote a story called The Cat.
One day a dog was barking at a cat. "The cat said, "I think you're very fat." The dog continued to bark. "Well, you look funny with your apple head," said dog with a florish. "At least I don't jump when I'm surprised," the cat said while licking her hands. "Are you saying I'm dumb?" asked dog. "Yes, I do believe that cats are magical, lovely, smart, and talented. Unlike dogs."
The dog was as angry as ever!"
"Well,
And the story ends there....
nov 20 1997
Today I went to school. I hate Gym! Mrs. G is treating me like Im a baby. I mean pushing Huge balls are not fun! I just want to tell her this
HEY YOU TREAT US LIKE BABBYS!!
Dear Lord!!!
Happy Birthday Roary. Roary's a Beanie Babby he's cute. he had a Birthday party today! he had a pretend party he didn't really have cake. I had cake with mommy!
This is my favorite diary entry. My Mom really did do this for me and my Beanie Baby; she made a little cake for us. How sweet was that. It almost makes me cry, thinking all that she did for me when I was little.
November 11 1998
Ok I skipped a year on my secret diary. Anyway there's a show called pokemon and everyone loves it! I think it's silly! Everyone says it the hottest show on t.v...I think not!!! It's about this Chinese boy and some yellow rabbit. It's very weird. Anyway I'm in third grade now. It's so far pretty easy. Miss D is pretty nice. Let's hope she stays that way!!
It makes me laugh..."I think not!" Wow, what a sense of irony and sarcasm for a young child to have. Anyway, then I wrote a story called The Cat.
One day a dog was barking at a cat. "The cat said, "I think you're very fat." The dog continued to bark. "Well, you look funny with your apple head," said dog with a florish. "At least I don't jump when I'm surprised," the cat said while licking her hands. "Are you saying I'm dumb?" asked dog. "Yes, I do believe that cats are magical, lovely, smart, and talented. Unlike dogs."
The dog was as angry as ever!"
"Well,
And the story ends there....
Revisiting Funny Old Diaries Part One
I've kept a diary now for four years, but before I became a dedicated journal-writer, I used to occasionally flirt with the idea of having a diary. Therefore I have a very old sparkly notebook from when I was in second through fourth grade. I would write two days in a row, forget about my diary, then revisit it months later. Some really funny things were found. Below I will share them with you. Note: Nothing was changed, not even the spelling, however I did change some names. Not like they will ever see thinov 6 1997
I'm back!! at dinner I ate Soup and Italien bread. mmm! Yammy. today I'm going to eat Pie ummm and Jello. It's also near thanksgiving. I'm so Exited. Im thankful for my family and some friends....I would like to finish my soup now. guess What Im back agin!! My Mom is getting Jellow out it's blue I said. The next day I ate yellow.
Ok, wow. Even back then I was fixated on food. I don't know why I said "some friends..." I guess I had drama!!! Wooo!
nov 7 1997
Im in my room just watching TV you know whats on...full house!! its funny. I'm playing with my house. At school today Brad got his name on board I think he's a pig! Zooey thinks that too!
Wow, not very nice...
I'm back!! at dinner I ate Soup and Italien bread. mmm! Yammy. today I'm going to eat Pie ummm and Jello. It's also near thanksgiving. I'm so Exited. Im thankful for my family and some friends....I would like to finish my soup now. guess What Im back agin!! My Mom is getting Jellow out it's blue I said. The next day I ate yellow.
Ok, wow. Even back then I was fixated on food. I don't know why I said "some friends..." I guess I had drama!!! Wooo!
nov 7 1997
Im in my room just watching TV you know whats on...full house!! its funny. I'm playing with my house. At school today Brad got his name on board I think he's a pig! Zooey thinks that too!
Wow, not very nice...
Hmm
Well, my part III (i accidently said it was the second review) of best albums ever kinda sucked. But I can't describe that album in words. I can only like hop up and down, and show you photos of Scotland.
Damn, I want to be in that band. The Pastels, even though they're sometimes labeled "twee", were so..idk. Freaking awesome. Fun and simultaneously dark. They remind me so much of walking through Edinburgh, just my whole vacation actually. Scotland and The Pastels are one and the same.
BTW, the Baby Honey video below is really hardcore. I know I said "hardcore" before in reference to it, but umm did you see Stephen knock on the coffin? And like a vampire comes out. Soooooo eighties!! Sooo hardcore!!!
I love this band too much. I think if I ever saw them, or any of the members walking around Glasgow I'd just piss myself. They're the stuff of legends, The Pastels.
Damn, I want to be in that band. The Pastels, even though they're sometimes labeled "twee", were so..idk. Freaking awesome. Fun and simultaneously dark. They remind me so much of walking through Edinburgh, just my whole vacation actually. Scotland and The Pastels are one and the same.
BTW, the Baby Honey video below is really hardcore. I know I said "hardcore" before in reference to it, but umm did you see Stephen knock on the coffin? And like a vampire comes out. Soooooo eighties!! Sooo hardcore!!!
I love this band too much. I think if I ever saw them, or any of the members walking around Glasgow I'd just piss myself. They're the stuff of legends, The Pastels.
Monday, July 09, 2007
Part Two Of Best Albums Ever
Illumination by The Pastels is quite possibly a best album ever.
Here's some history for all you indiekids out there. The Pastels were the original cool band from Glasgow, and pretty much are one of the forerunners of the whole Glaswegian music scene. They were signed onto Rough Trade and Wham! Records and made a lot of sloppy-ish singles, such as the song below.
Hardcore.
Fun and twee.
The early Pastels are amazingly fun and the songs are a little bit of everything; new wave, punk, etc. I love them dearly.
The band reconfigured and soon it was just Stephen McRobbie, Aggi, and Katrina. Their sound evolved and became very pretty.
And then-
an amazing thing happened.
The Pastels released the album Illumination, and proceeded to shock the world.
Illumination is possibly the most underrated album of all time. From the first note to the last, it's completely perfect. It is a great example of a band that had evolved over time and really kicked atmospheric, pretty ass.
And look at this!! Check out the link below. Stephen McRobbie writes exactly like me! See, he even used the word "hardcore". This is how I write. (Scarily enough, I did not do this on purpose)
http://www.cogsci.ed.ac.uk/~jonathan/pastels/bluff.html
Alli, I will totally make you a copy of this album.
Here's some history for all you indiekids out there. The Pastels were the original cool band from Glasgow, and pretty much are one of the forerunners of the whole Glaswegian music scene. They were signed onto Rough Trade and Wham! Records and made a lot of sloppy-ish singles, such as the song below.
Hardcore.
Fun and twee.
The early Pastels are amazingly fun and the songs are a little bit of everything; new wave, punk, etc. I love them dearly.
The band reconfigured and soon it was just Stephen McRobbie, Aggi, and Katrina. Their sound evolved and became very pretty.
And then-
an amazing thing happened.
The Pastels released the album Illumination, and proceeded to shock the world.
Illumination is possibly the most underrated album of all time. From the first note to the last, it's completely perfect. It is a great example of a band that had evolved over time and really kicked atmospheric, pretty ass.
And look at this!! Check out the link below. Stephen McRobbie writes exactly like me! See, he even used the word "hardcore". This is how I write. (Scarily enough, I did not do this on purpose)
http://www.cogsci.ed.ac.uk/~jonathan/pastels/bluff.html
Alli, I will totally make you a copy of this album.
Friday, July 06, 2007
A Pretty Good List of Books I Will Be Reading Soon
1. Paul Auster's Moon Palace- I finally got around to reading The New York Trilogy and it blew my mind. Paul Auster is amazing. I love him. Let's go to Brooklyn, get some hardcore thrift shopping done, and ring Paul Auster's bell. Before he would answer, we'd run away giggling.
2. Margaret Atwood's The Blind Assassin- I know I shouldn't judge a book by its cover, but what a cute cover! That chick is totally me. Anyway, this book is about sisters, and one dies. Wow, it seems like every other book is about that...
3. Atwood's Alias Grace- About insanity, crime, and murder. Almost every review of this on Amazon.com gives five stars.
4. Atwood's The Handmaid's Tale- About not owning your ovaries. Very heavy stuff. I feel like the only person who has never read this, by the way. Long overdue.
5. John O'Hara's A Rage to Live- A girl whose inability to keep her indulgent lifestyle under control makes her mad unpopular in the tri-state area. Sweet cover! I love the sunglasses....
6. Edmund Wilson's Memoirs of Hecate County- Stories about people out of control, again. This book was censored because it was too "frank" in its nature in the 1950's. What phonies!
7. John Dos Passo's Manhattan Transfer- NYC in the 1920's! What could be better?
So those are books that in the next few months or so I'd like to read.
I Was A Secretary
Worked the front office today, completely by myself. Picked up the phones and said, "Hello, this is the high school" and everything. Had to listen to a lot of parents speak on and on, while knowing in the back of my head that in three seconds I was just going to say, "Ok, well let me transfer you to someone who can help you with that". And although I was really scared at first of the big responsibility of, um, running an office, and a bit disheartened at this crazy psychotic estrogen-fueled PMS-ing wife of one of the teachers who wasn't too kind on the phone, today was a really good day. Mainly I just sat at the desk and read Angela's Ashes, which, let me tell you, can be summed up in these words: Babies constantly shit, mothers cry a lot, and fathers get drunk.
I was reading when a hot UPS guy walked in. He smiled at me and handed me the funny electronic thing to sign. I got up from my seat and reached out for it, but then wasn't too sure if I should get an adult to sign it.
"I don't know if I should sign it," I said.
He nonchalantly snapped his gum, and shrugged his shoulders, a smile on his face. "Nah, anyone can sign it, go ahead."
So I picked up the pen (only after dropping it and fumbling with it argh) and signed as the dude smiled at me some more. It was really kind of odd.
"So what's your name?"
"Laura."
"That's a good book you're reading."
"Oh, I know. Just started it today."
"Ok, well, thanks Laura." And he was gone. I watched him leave, and he was looking at the electronic thingy signature and smiling and snapping his gum. I think he had a crush on me or something.
***
I went home and took like two naps. I'm so tired from all the new medicine. I was really motivated to read more of the ghost stories from the book I got at the library, but um...Henry James, your ghost stories suck. I am tired of reading stories about sisters who get married and then the other sister dies. Oh, wow, I'm so scared, I'm practically weeing myself. Whatever. I skipped over that and tried to read Edith Wharton, and a house disappeared! Wow! Scarier by maybe a single point.
I'm just upset because I'm going to get my first paycheck umm next month because I guess July doesn't count??? IDK, my co-worker told me this today. And next month I'll be in Chicago when pay day comes, so I'll have to wait to go on Urban Outfitters shopping sprees and I'll have to delay buying all the books I want to read, like "Valley of the Dolls" and "Memoirs of Hecate County" and crazy books like that. Oh, well! I'm making a lot of money, I'm happy. I could have left today because there were only two people working in the entire school, but I toughed it out and made my thirty dollars. And met a UPS man.
I was reading when a hot UPS guy walked in. He smiled at me and handed me the funny electronic thing to sign. I got up from my seat and reached out for it, but then wasn't too sure if I should get an adult to sign it.
"I don't know if I should sign it," I said.
He nonchalantly snapped his gum, and shrugged his shoulders, a smile on his face. "Nah, anyone can sign it, go ahead."
So I picked up the pen (only after dropping it and fumbling with it argh) and signed as the dude smiled at me some more. It was really kind of odd.
"So what's your name?"
"Laura."
"That's a good book you're reading."
"Oh, I know. Just started it today."
"Ok, well, thanks Laura." And he was gone. I watched him leave, and he was looking at the electronic thingy signature and smiling and snapping his gum. I think he had a crush on me or something.
***
I went home and took like two naps. I'm so tired from all the new medicine. I was really motivated to read more of the ghost stories from the book I got at the library, but um...Henry James, your ghost stories suck. I am tired of reading stories about sisters who get married and then the other sister dies. Oh, wow, I'm so scared, I'm practically weeing myself. Whatever. I skipped over that and tried to read Edith Wharton, and a house disappeared! Wow! Scarier by maybe a single point.
I'm just upset because I'm going to get my first paycheck umm next month because I guess July doesn't count??? IDK, my co-worker told me this today. And next month I'll be in Chicago when pay day comes, so I'll have to wait to go on Urban Outfitters shopping sprees and I'll have to delay buying all the books I want to read, like "Valley of the Dolls" and "Memoirs of Hecate County" and crazy books like that. Oh, well! I'm making a lot of money, I'm happy. I could have left today because there were only two people working in the entire school, but I toughed it out and made my thirty dollars. And met a UPS man.
Monday, July 02, 2007
He Hit Me (And It Felt Like A Kiss)
Such a beautiful haunting song. Even though I've never been in a bad relationship, I somewhat know what this girl is singing about. I guess probably because I'm a girl, and all girls have at least felt once before that they were being treated like shit but didn't know what to do about it.
Sunday, July 01, 2007
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