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|Thursday, September 13th, 2007|
OMG Patrick Wolf is playing in Michigan on October 8th. I already have my ticket, and I'm so excited that I'm giddy. I think that at the show I may actually be overcome by lust because HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, I WANT HIM SO MUCH.
Um. Yeah. Real update later, I promise.
Current Mood: Fan-Fucking-tastic
Current Music: Patrick Wolf . Get Lost
|Thursday, July 19th, 2007|
I think I may have just accidentally read a spoiler for Deathly Hallows. SON OF A BITCH.
I've been so good about keeping myself spoiler-free for this one, which is not fucking easy because I am not a patient person and I want to know everything RIGHT NOW, but I'm waiting for the book.
It wasn't a gigantic spoiler. A big one, yes, about a character's fate, but at least it didn't ruin everything. I'm still pissed though (mostly at myself, for not paying attention to the link I clicked on).
In other news, packing blows and there are a fuck-ton of flies in my apartment. I have no idea where they came from. It's not like I have garbage and old food sitting out. I thought the cats would kill them, but Lola's more interested in chasing shadows and Willem's busy cavorting amid the moving boxes, so fly-termination has become my job. I killed twelve last night with a rolled-up magazine. Flailing wildly and whacking bugs is a great, albeit gross, stress-reliever.
Current Music: Patrick Wolf . The Libertine
|Saturday, July 14th, 2007|
Last month I learned that the phrase "if it ain't broke, don't fix it" is true, especially when it comes to my mental health and medications. Long story short, I switched meds to see if it would be a better fit for me, and it was a Bad Idea. I have since switched back and am feeling much better, just in time to move back to Michigan. I'm pretty sure that my last full day in Bloomington will be the 23rd
, but I'll be busy helping my parents load up the U-Haul that we've rented. The time until then will probably be spent packing up my apartment, bitching about how much I hate packing, and OMFG WAITING FOR HARRY POTTER.
I saw Order of the Phoenix, and I enjoyed it.( spoiler cut for the uninitiated )
Overall, I think that Order of the Phoenix might tie with Prisoner of Azkaban as my favourite of the fims (so far). I'm definitely looking forward to the final two movies. If they manage to be half as coherent and well-paced and this one, I'll be pleased. All I have to say is that whoever they cast as Bill Weasley had better be hot, because you know
Which brings me back to my original point... which is DEATHLY HALLOWS IN A WEEK! It could not be coming out on a worse weekend for me. I'm going to be packing and moving and driving, but by god, I'll be in line Friday at midnight to get my copy, and I will find the time to read it somehow.
Also, the trailer for The Golden Compass
before OotP = goosebumps. I want a dæmon. SO AWESOME. Current Music: Final Fantasy . Song Song Song
|Wednesday, June 13th, 2007|
If I only had a Dyson...
When I clean my apartment, I always save the floors for last. I scrub the bathroom and dust the living room, and once I'm through I Swiffer the linoleum tiles and vacuum the carpet. It's the best part; it's like the final diamond in my crazy crown of cleaning. I know that once the floors are done, I can relax with a nice glass of lemonade and have a smoke in the comfort of my sparkling clean home.
Yesterday, after a frenetic five-hour cleaning session, I discovered that my beloved vacuum is broken. It won't pick anything up at all, my floors are still dirty, and therefore I can't finish the job. The Swiffer Sweeper, it does nothing! If I were a dude, my balls would be a ridiculous shade of blue right now.
Current Music: Muse . Hyper Music
|Tuesday, June 12th, 2007|
Is there some sort of trick to remembering people's names? If so, PLEASE let me know. I can't continue to walk around referring to people as "wossname" and "that guy... you know, that guy" anymore.
I went to Fester's last night and there were people there that I KNOW. And I know that I know them, and I know they know me too. I've hung out with them many times in the past. For god's sake, I can recall very specific incidents involving them. It's just that the second we start talking, the person's name flies out of my head, and I feel like a moron. I did that to Andrea last night. She was really nice about it, but still, pathetic! I've known her since... what? 2003? And all I could remember about her name is that it starts with a vowel. Not good.
I know that I've done this to tons of other people too. It's not that I don't remember the person, I just don't remember the name attached to the face. I'm sure the fact that I've been a recluse for the past couple years doesn't help my memory either.
Still, it was a good night, and it is yet more evidence that I don't need to be a nervous wreck every time I leave the apartment. People are nice, and apparently I still have the social skills necessary to be in a bar/show situation without doing anything stupid, which is good.
Current Music: Stiff Little Fingers . Suspect Device
|Saturday, June 9th, 2007|
Note to self: Corn on the cob is not good "drunk food." Butter gets all over everything, like the counter, the coffee table, the couch, and for some reason, the windows. Having to clean it up this morning was not fun. Stick to pretzels next time.
Current Mood: Hung over
|Saturday, June 2nd, 2007|
Do any of you know if olives are toxic to cats?
I just opened a jar of manzanillas for a snack and Willem went absolutely bananas for them. He licked all of the juice out of the bowl, then stole one of the olives, batted it around for a few minutes, rolled around with it, and finally ate it. His reaction to it was as strong as the one he has to catnip! It was adorable.
I know that grapes, raisins, tomatoes, chocolate, and a large number of other "people food" items are bad for kitties, but I've never heard anything about olives. I want to be sure that Willem didn't just eat something that's going to make him sick.
Current Music: Figurines . The Wonder
|Friday, June 1st, 2007|
My hair is becoming a giant curly mane again, like it was before I cut it all off four years ago.
It's not quite as long as it was before, but it's getting close. I like it at this length, but it's such a pain in the ass to take care of. It's frizzy and poofy and gigantic, but I don't think I'd be ME without it. I think I'll leave it alone for a while and see if I can make it through the hot, humid summer without going crazy and cutting it. Current Music: Patrick Wolf . Augustine
|Thursday, May 31st, 2007|
I keep having Empire Records roof-dancing end scene flashbacks whenever the M&M's commercial with The The's "This is the Day" comes on. It makes me happy.
Also, I'm pretty sure that I'm in love with Patrick Wolf.
I can't decide whether I want to make out with him or if I want him to be my gay best friend. Maybe both.
My hair is nearly back to its natural colour. It's lighter and more gold than its been in years
. We'll see how long this lasts.
I spent the Memorial Day weekend up in Michigan with my family. The weather was horrid nearly the whole time, so I had only one nice day out at the cottage on the lake. I've missed spending time there; I really enjoy going out on the boat. I love being on the water.
There's a golf course near the lake that our cottage is on called "Whispering Pines." While we were driving by, I noticed that someone had switched the "I" and "E" in "pines" on the big sign at the entrance, so the sign read "WHISPERING PENIS" the whole weekend. It made me laugh every time I passed it. I wish I'd had my camera with me.
Yesterday I heard Lagwagon's "Know it All" on the radio in my car. It made me feel like I was in high school again. I might have to dig out my old Fat Wreck Chords compilations for nostalgia's sake, I haven't listened to them in years. Current Music: The The . This Is The Day
|Wednesday, May 23rd, 2007|
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
I'm so excited, I think I might explode. I can't believe I have to wait until December for this film! I'll probably end up re-reading the books a few more times before then. In fact, I may start doing that right now, because I am really bored and His Dark Materials is fantastic.
|Sunday, May 20th, 2007|
It's nights like this that make me wish I hadn't been quite so successful in completely alienating myself from nearly everyone I care about.
Panic attacks and social phobias aside, I wish I had the confidence to venture out of my comfort zone. My closest friend is my next-door neighbor, though I'm sure that it is something more than proximity that makes us friends.
I just... I wish that I didn't talk myself out of going out, that I didn't get so worked up and anxious over everything that might go wrong that I don't go out at all, that I weren't so afraid to meet new people or make conversation. I wish that I could just say "fuck it", but I freak out over minor things like speaking to people on the phone, so I have a feeling that any change will be slow in coming.
I've been trying to be more pro-active; going out more, being online, etc. but I feel so uncomfortable. It's like I've forgotten how to relate to people. I'm all awkward silences and faux pas. Faux pases? Fauxs pas? I don't know what the plural of that is. I don't speak French. Again, awkward. Ugh.
Current Mood: drunk
Current Music: Patrick Wolf . The Magic Position
|Monday, May 14th, 2007|
Okay. I went on a long drive down 45, I ate a pint of ice cream, and I spent a while cuddling with the cats. I'm feeling considerably less emo than I did yesterday. Thanks for cheering me up, dudes.
I bought a new fish. My old fish, Naga, tragically bit the big one a few weeks ago. The empty tank was depressing, so I decided to go and get myself a new fishy friend. His name is Sam, he is a red spade-tail Betta Splendens. Get it? Sam the Spade-tailed betta? I'm such a dork. Sam's a lot more active than Naga was, and he's kind of a spaz, but that's why I picked him. He's very pretty when he flares out. I think he's very happy to be out of his teeny pet-store bowl and in a nice 2.5 gallon tank.
I also watched the Red Wings game last night. Hockey is the only sport that I can watch on TV, because it's exciting and I actually understand the rules. However, I refuse to take a franchise named after a Disney movie starring Emilio Estevez and Pacey from Dawson's Creek seriously. Suck it, Anaheim. The Mighty Ducks can kiss my ass.
Current Mood: Better
Current Music: The Futureheads . Hounds of Love
|Sunday, May 13th, 2007|
My brother moved to Austin last Tuesday. The only person who he knew there before going was my Uncle Chris. And yet, somehow, he already has a more active social life than I do. It's really depressing.
Sometimes I feel like I'm invisible, like I have to remind people that I still live in Bloomington, and that I haven't just dropped off the face of the Earth. I get so lonely sometimes; I would do anything to be able to call up some of my old friends to hang out without feeling awkward and like a total loser. So I don't call, and they don't call me, and I stay in my apartment by myself. I don't go out because I never know what's going on. When I do go out I feel like I'm intruding and I don't quite fit in. I've been isolated for so long that I don't really remember how to have friends anymore.
The worst part is that I know that this situation is almost completely my fault. If I hadn't retreated into myself a few years ago, I'd probably still have people to talk to. I wish I could fix this and make it all the way it was before but I can't; things are different now, people are different now. They've all moved on and continued their lives without me, and I'm still here, treading water, because I'm afraid to change. I'm tired of being alone every single day, but I'm too much of a coward to actually do anything about it.
I want my life back, goddammit. I want dance parties and rock shows and cheap booze and indie-rock baseball. I didn't know how good I had it back then.
Current Music: Final Fantasy . Many Lives -> 49 MP
|Wednesday, May 9th, 2007|
I'm not on antidepressants, I'm on SPEEEEEED
Dr. James Wilson hyped up on amphetamines is one of my favourite TV things EVER. It's right up there with Lee Adama in a fatsuit and wee little puppet-man Angel. Oh my god, it was amazing. It makes me giggle. Well, no- that's not quite true... it actually makes me cackle boisterously, but "giggle" sounds cuter and more ladylike, so I'm going with that.
Current Mood: AWESOME
Current Music: Yeah Yeah Yeahs . Turn Into
|Thursday, May 3rd, 2007|
I love "rediscovering" music. I've been listening to songs and albums that I've forgotten about, set aside, or listened to so often that I grew sick of them and put them away. It's amazing how the songs that spoke to me when I was 13, 16, 19 years old still mean so much, and bring back such intense memories.
It's like a time machine. For example, whenever I hear "Radio" by Alkaline Trio, I'm in Valpo with The Tribute, and it's the night we set up the tent in the parking lot and the "Tribute Dance" was invented. It's the day that we saw Star Patrol in a parking lot on the way up to that show. It's one of the first live shows they ever played, and it's me at age 19 having the time of my life.
The album that I've found and fallen in love with all over again most recently is Love Is All. It sounds like coming home; warm nights with good friends, cold drinks and lovely conversation.
Current Music: Love is All . Felt Tip
|Monday, April 30th, 2007|
Heroes FTW. I was literally on the edge of my seat during tonight's episode. I fell in love with Hiro all over again, and I hope that for his sake, the future shown tonight never comes to pass. I'll take present-day naïve Hiro over battle-worn and weary badass future-Hiro any day. Best new TV show of the year.
Current Music: Tapes 'n Tapes . Insistor
|Thursday, April 26th, 2007|
. You win. The last few episodes have not sucked, and therefore I have granted you a reprieve... But I swear to god, if you blow it, I'm totally breaking up with you for good. Not even a delightfully shirtless Sawyer or a delightfully dead
Jack will bring me back then.
I really love Sawyer. Josh Holloway came thisclose
to playing Gambit in the third X-Men film, so I associate him with that character. And we all know how much I love Gambit. I mean, look
*sigh* He would have been perfect for the role. He even has the dimples for it.
Anyway... Yeah, keep on not sucking, Lost
. And keep on showing Sawyer sans shirt, because he is pretty and I like him. Current Mood: NerdyCurrent Music: Rancid . Roots Radical
|Tuesday, April 17th, 2007|
I have a really awesome sunburn on the right half of my face from driving for six hours with my sunroof open. There's a ring of pale skin around my eye from my sunglasses and my right arm has a billion new freckles. It's like a trucker's tan, but much more embarrassing and quite painful.
Then, when I got home, I attempted to hook my new laptop up to the internet, my monitor, speakers, etc. but I couldn't get my broadband to work, and I grew nearly desperate enough to call Insight customer service. Then I noticed that the modem was unplugged and I felt like a total retard, so that was good.
I'm experiencing a serious lapse in brain function here, my frakking face hurts, and I drank 6 bottles of Bawls on the drive, so I'm jittery as hell. I think I need to lie down. I'm just glad to be back in Bloomington.
Current Mood: Stupid
Current Music: Modest Mouse . Florida
|Thursday, April 12th, 2007|
I don't think I really appreciated my parents' 70-something inch HD plasma TV until Firefly came on tonight. And oh, it was good. It was really good.
It's amazing how much fondness I have for a show that didn't even make it a full season. Firefly is in my top five of all time. The episode on the HD channel tonight was "Objects in Space," and it still tears me up every time I watch it. I think it's because I know that aside from Serenity, no more will follow; it's the end of the line for one of the best TV shows ever. I enjoy the episode though, mostly because of yummy shirtless Simon. Mmmm. Good dreams tonight.
Current Music: Liars . Mr You're on Fire Mr.
It's strange, the little differences between cats and dogs. When I'm on the couch in my parents' house reading, their dogs curled at my side or on my legs are small and solid and still very much dogs.
In contrast, in my apartment, on my couch, my cats don't just sit down on me, they melt into me. They're boneless furry things; they contort themselves impossibly to fit into whatever space there may be. The dogs demand space of their own and force me to move to accommodate them.
As much as I love my parents' dogs, I really miss my cats. I hate leaving them alone when I'm up in Michigan. They're taken care of, they've got food and water and the whole apartment to run around in, but I miss the warm weight of purring kitties and kneading paws when I'm reading. Listening to the chihuahua snore is not an adequate replacement. Also, the peke-a-poo has horrendous dog-breath. Gross. I am definitely a cat person.
Current Music: The Pipettes . Your Kisses Are Wasted on Me