I'll put something better here when I'm not trying to navigate a weird french keyboard, but for now here's a video of a bunch of people I am very fond of when they made a music video. I was in town for the original date of the shoot, but they had to switch the date. Balls. Anyway. Enjoy.
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Reee-mix
I'm pretty sure 2/3 of the people who check this were on this trip, but still.
That is Meredith's fancy picture from the Brooklyn Bridge; I had a dead camera and a fear of bridges, so I didn't go up as far as they did. Even though it rained for the first day, we had an amazing time. I drank too much and enjoyed the company of random cowboys, but still had a blast. One of the best birthdays ever.
I leave for Halifax tomorrow morning at 11. I'm trying to get to the airport via the STM for the first time ever, because I totally don't trust it, but since I leave hideously early anyway I figure I'll be okay. I'm leaving my house at 7:40 to get to the airport by (theoretically) 9:04, which leaves an hour for fuck-ups on my end and on the metro/bus' end as well.
I'm totally going to do the 5 favorite places thing, but I think I'm going to wait until I'm on the plane tomorrow. Or in the airport, I hear they're fancy and have electrical outlets these days. For now, I need to get cash to pay my rent and probably do 8 million loads of laundry and dishes so my apartment isn't super depressing at messy when I come home next week. What will help get this party started?
(I don't know, it got in my head earlier and now I can't stop. And this is the only decent video that I can embed, sorry for the shitty quality/random editing of "questionable" language.)
That is Meredith's fancy picture from the Brooklyn Bridge; I had a dead camera and a fear of bridges, so I didn't go up as far as they did. Even though it rained for the first day, we had an amazing time. I drank too much and enjoyed the company of random cowboys, but still had a blast. One of the best birthdays ever.
I leave for Halifax tomorrow morning at 11. I'm trying to get to the airport via the STM for the first time ever, because I totally don't trust it, but since I leave hideously early anyway I figure I'll be okay. I'm leaving my house at 7:40 to get to the airport by (theoretically) 9:04, which leaves an hour for fuck-ups on my end and on the metro/bus' end as well.
I'm totally going to do the 5 favorite places thing, but I think I'm going to wait until I'm on the plane tomorrow. Or in the airport, I hear they're fancy and have electrical outlets these days. For now, I need to get cash to pay my rent and probably do 8 million loads of laundry and dishes so my apartment isn't super depressing at messy when I come home next week. What will help get this party started?
(I don't know, it got in my head earlier and now I can't stop. And this is the only decent video that I can embed, sorry for the shitty quality/random editing of "questionable" language.)
Future of the Left - Travels with Myself and Another
Do yourself a favor and buy this record. My friend Anna introduced me to this band last year, when we went to New York to see them play with Against Me! and Ted Leo & the Pharmacists. The band's live show is fucking electric. I don't think I've ever been that taken with an artist or group on a first listen before. I've gotten pretty lazy about music in the past couple years; I still listen to my favorite albums from 5 years ago, and only buy records from bands I know that I'd like to support or records I know I'm going to love because I've already heard 'em before. Luckily, I have audiophile friends who push great music on me and some of that great music naturally enters into my collection. Some people might know part of the band from Mclusky, a band I'd never heard of until trying to understand where the hell FotL came from. The album's aggressive and a little odd, but completely worth listening the whole way though (and the whole way through a second, and third, time).
Here's Future of the Left on Myspace if you're curious.
Edit: here's the video for The Hope That House Built. I don't get it, but I still like it.
WELL!
So. I guess I've been doing this for over a year, and I wasted my 1 year anniversary on a whiny rant. Well played, Victoria.
I still don't know what this whole thing is about. I thought that if I kept it up, eventually I'd come up with some sort of theme. I didn't. I think I'm okay with that. Random updates are pretty fun anyway, right guys?
I'm working tonight, at the school bar again. I guess it's just "the bar" now. I usually save "the bar" for the bar down the street that I frequented nonstop when I first moved here, and still stop by occasionally, but I think the past year has bumped Reggie's up to #1. I keep having strange encounters with regulars I don't remember. Yesterday, for example, I went in to get my new phone pimped out (hey! I got a blackberry thanks to an amazing girl in Moncton and now I can't stop playing with it!) and after talking to the dude who was taking care of me for about 5 minutes he asked me if I was hitting up Reggie's tonight. Apparently he thought I remembered him, even though I was just being my ebullient (nice word, amirite?!) self. Then I felt kind of guilty. But he hooked me up with some sweet dealz, and I just promised that I'd buy him a drink sometime.
I keep accidentally deleting things on the phone, but now I'm starting to get the hang of it. I've progressed to adding music and playlists on there, so when I'm heading downtown or out somewhere with a specific purpose and probably just want some music for the metro ride I don't need to bring an iPod with me. Convenient!
The shitty side to working tonight is that I'm missing out on Joel Plaskett. I looooove JP shows, and an old close friend plays in his band, and I was super looking forward to this show. Unfortunately, my desperate financial situation has warranted choosing work over funtimes. I think we're still meeting up for dinner and/or breakfast tomorrow morning, but there's nothing like listening to a crowd singing along to True Patriot Love, Down at the Khyber, or Love This Town in Halifax. There aren't many times when I really miss that city, but listening to that song along with a few hundred displaced Maritimers and superfans is one of them. I think it's probably a lot like hearing One Great City! in Winnipeg. Except, you know, less ironic. I think I have a soft spot for JP because my first real relationship started with glances at each other at a couple of his shows, and the next few years included a lot of stupid inside jokes about Joel and his songs. And, of course, many more shows. He's an artist that I will always associate with one person, which really sucked when we broke up (ahem, each and every time we broke up) but mostly just leaves me with fond memories now.
I'm doing laundry for the first time since I came back from Moncton. I feel like a bit of a dirtbag. I really want to wear my new green-with-white-polka-dots summery halter top to work, but I think I need to fight that urge. First, I'd probably spill shit all over it. Second, it's a little ridiculous looking and the only way I think it'll really work on me is with a pair of denim capris and silly heels. I can't pull these things off. I buy lovely clothes sometimes, and then realize that most of them just plain don't suit me. Ah well, a sale is a sale and I'll find somewhere to wear it. When the mood strikes, and it's something do-able (i.e. I'm going somewhere that does not require me to bend over constantly) it's nice to have interesting clothing. I'll let you know if such occasions ever actually occur.
For now, here's a little of what most of us are missing tonight. I'm going to fold, and then try on 5 or 6 shirts and end up going with the first one.
I still don't know what this whole thing is about. I thought that if I kept it up, eventually I'd come up with some sort of theme. I didn't. I think I'm okay with that. Random updates are pretty fun anyway, right guys?
I'm working tonight, at the school bar again. I guess it's just "the bar" now. I usually save "the bar" for the bar down the street that I frequented nonstop when I first moved here, and still stop by occasionally, but I think the past year has bumped Reggie's up to #1. I keep having strange encounters with regulars I don't remember. Yesterday, for example, I went in to get my new phone pimped out (hey! I got a blackberry thanks to an amazing girl in Moncton and now I can't stop playing with it!) and after talking to the dude who was taking care of me for about 5 minutes he asked me if I was hitting up Reggie's tonight. Apparently he thought I remembered him, even though I was just being my ebullient (nice word, amirite?!) self. Then I felt kind of guilty. But he hooked me up with some sweet dealz, and I just promised that I'd buy him a drink sometime.
I keep accidentally deleting things on the phone, but now I'm starting to get the hang of it. I've progressed to adding music and playlists on there, so when I'm heading downtown or out somewhere with a specific purpose and probably just want some music for the metro ride I don't need to bring an iPod with me. Convenient!
The shitty side to working tonight is that I'm missing out on Joel Plaskett. I looooove JP shows, and an old close friend plays in his band, and I was super looking forward to this show. Unfortunately, my desperate financial situation has warranted choosing work over funtimes. I think we're still meeting up for dinner and/or breakfast tomorrow morning, but there's nothing like listening to a crowd singing along to True Patriot Love, Down at the Khyber, or Love This Town in Halifax. There aren't many times when I really miss that city, but listening to that song along with a few hundred displaced Maritimers and superfans is one of them. I think it's probably a lot like hearing One Great City! in Winnipeg. Except, you know, less ironic. I think I have a soft spot for JP because my first real relationship started with glances at each other at a couple of his shows, and the next few years included a lot of stupid inside jokes about Joel and his songs. And, of course, many more shows. He's an artist that I will always associate with one person, which really sucked when we broke up (ahem, each and every time we broke up) but mostly just leaves me with fond memories now.
I'm doing laundry for the first time since I came back from Moncton. I feel like a bit of a dirtbag. I really want to wear my new green-with-white-polka-dots summery halter top to work, but I think I need to fight that urge. First, I'd probably spill shit all over it. Second, it's a little ridiculous looking and the only way I think it'll really work on me is with a pair of denim capris and silly heels. I can't pull these things off. I buy lovely clothes sometimes, and then realize that most of them just plain don't suit me. Ah well, a sale is a sale and I'll find somewhere to wear it. When the mood strikes, and it's something do-able (i.e. I'm going somewhere that does not require me to bend over constantly) it's nice to have interesting clothing. I'll let you know if such occasions ever actually occur.
For now, here's a little of what most of us are missing tonight. I'm going to fold, and then try on 5 or 6 shirts and end up going with the first one.
Christmas TV
it's ok to have scars, they will make you who you are
it's ok to have fear, as long as you're not scared of going here
and in the middle of the night just call if you wanna talk
because you know that I'll want to talk too
it's not bad if you two think of what might go wrong
but you can't blame me for secretly hoping that I'll prove you wrong
it's ok that I pray that you will miss your flight
and have to stay with me for one more night
it is brutal, it's brutal why can't you see
it's brutal, it's brutal, where have you been
because we're far apart and my lonely heart finds it hard to get through the night
I've been listening to this song almost on constant repeat for the past day. Here's the Last.FM link, and here's their myspace if you want to listen to it. I heard it in a great scene from the Chuck season finale and I totally had tears in my eyes by the end of it (yeah, I'm sappy and get emotional at well-crafted television scenes. whatever.). Pretty. They're playing here in August, and I want to go.
Drag The River
What do you get when you throw together some of punk's all-stars like Jon Snodgrass, Chad Price, JJ Nobody from The Nobodys? A fucking serious alt-country band. Now, I'm not a fan of the label "alt-country," because they're just an amazing band with incredibly varied roots and an interesting sound. But that's the category iTunes files it under. What can you do. I've been listening to You Can't Live This Way since I finally got the whole album a couple weeks ago.
I got introduced to this band - specifically, to this record - late last year by a new friend who's got pretty great musical taste (and by that I mean that it mirrors mine pretty nicely). He sent me over a couple tracks, and every time I went into a record story for the past 6 months or so I've looked around to see if I can find anything by them. No dice. I've got a decent collection of All and Armchair Martian (side note:whenever I type Armchair Martian I still get the Ataris' Song For A Mix Tape in my head - "there was jawbreaker and armchair martian, built to spill and the descendents") and I've always thought both bands had strong lyrical content and super catchy tunes. This record totally blew me away though. It opens with Death of the Life of the Party, and consists straight-up danceable/hang out-able/rock out-able/play over and over-able songs from start to finish. These are classic drinking songs, folks. Lyrically the album is stellar. Lines in every song stick out for me, like the first time I heard Left & Leaving (okay, so no one's as crazy as JKS, but these guys know their shit). Lizzy is my personal favorite (can't find any live videos or anything of that one, that's a last.fm link). I think I fell in love with it from the unapologetic chorus: "I'm the kind of man your mama hates, I wouldn't blame you if you did too/if you think I wrote this song for you, you'd be wrong." Makes me dance in my seat on the metro a little too.
Anyway, 200% worth checking out. Seriously. When I was looking at tickets for that Old 97s show at Maxwell's in Jersey I saw that they're playing May 17th or 18th with Joey Cape for 10 bucks. If I've got a full-time, decent paying job by then I'll probably splurge and hit up NYC for the weekend. I can't really afford it, and I'll be taking the bus for 16 hours total to see 2 bands, but really.. I'm taking a train trip for about 35 hours for a show and a weekend with some amazing friends, so that's nothing.
Oh Oh Oh
Also, I just noticed that the Old 97s are playing in Philadelphia and just outside New York in June. Considering a road trip-type excursion, depending on my work status and possible days off. They're #1 on the list of bands I desperately want to see but haven't yet. If anyone's up for a jaunt, let me know.
Inventory
First of all, this is a list that I really like. I don't think I've posted it on here before. It's Romance Minus the Schmaltz: 29 Falling-in-Love Movies We Actually Believe In. A pretty great inventory of movies like Annie Hall, Eternal Sunshine, Roman Holiday... movies that are definitely "romances" but have other little quirks that makes them accessible, appealing, and sometimes very real. I especially like how the writers explain their choices; a quote about Brokeback Mountain, for example: "...anyone who’s ever been in a long-distance relationship can identify with the feeling that the time spent with a beloved partner is portioned off from everyday life—so sacred and rare that it’s almost unreal." Wall-E made this list too, so trust me when I say it's worth checking out. I love a lot of the writing over at the AV Club; Nathan Rabin is one of my favorite things about twitter. If I lived in Chicago, my dream job would be being his intern, or just someone who could follow him around all day fanning him with palm fronds. Side note: the AV Club Taste Test column is a train wreck in the best way possible. I'm currently watching a video of Internet Eating Sensation Dave Cheng enjoying an entire chicken from a can. GROSS. But I can't look away.
The other thing I wanted to share was this cute little thing my friend Mike put up on facebook. Kind of one of those typical fill-in-the-blank things, but you have to pick one band and use their songs as your answers. He did it with Bikini Kill, or Buzzcocks, or some punk band with a B in their name. I chose the Old 97s because a)I love them, b)they have a pretty extensive catalogue, and c)their song titles are sometimes brilliant. So!
1. Are you a male or female: Singular Girl
2. Describe yourself: Victoria
3. How do you feel about yourself: Drowning in the Days
4. Describe your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend: The Fool
5. Describe your current boy/girl situation: Timebomb
6. Describe your current location: I Will Remain
7. Describe where you want to be: Barrier Reef
8. Your best friend is: My Sweet Blue-Eyed Darlin'
9. Your favorite color is: Four Leaf Clover
10. What’s the weather like: Blinding Sheets of Rain
11. If your life was a television show what would it be called? Let The Idiot Speak
12. What is life to you: Murder (Or A Heart Attack)
13. What is the best advice you have to give: Dance With Me
14. If you could change your name what would you change it to: Adelaide
15. If there was a drink named after you, it would be called: Busted Afternoon
16. Favorite time of day?: She Loves the Sunset
17. Your favorite form of transportation?: Old Familiar Steam
18. In the morning: Hands Off
19. At night: Designs on You
20. Describe your sex life: Melt Show
21. My theme song would be: The Other Shoe
The other thing I wanted to share was this cute little thing my friend Mike put up on facebook. Kind of one of those typical fill-in-the-blank things, but you have to pick one band and use their songs as your answers. He did it with Bikini Kill, or Buzzcocks, or some punk band with a B in their name. I chose the Old 97s because a)I love them, b)they have a pretty extensive catalogue, and c)their song titles are sometimes brilliant. So!
1. Are you a male or female: Singular Girl
2. Describe yourself: Victoria
3. How do you feel about yourself: Drowning in the Days
4. Describe your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend: The Fool
5. Describe your current boy/girl situation: Timebomb
6. Describe your current location: I Will Remain
7. Describe where you want to be: Barrier Reef
8. Your best friend is: My Sweet Blue-Eyed Darlin'
9. Your favorite color is: Four Leaf Clover
10. What’s the weather like: Blinding Sheets of Rain
11. If your life was a television show what would it be called? Let The Idiot Speak
12. What is life to you: Murder (Or A Heart Attack)
13. What is the best advice you have to give: Dance With Me
14. If you could change your name what would you change it to: Adelaide
15. If there was a drink named after you, it would be called: Busted Afternoon
16. Favorite time of day?: She Loves the Sunset
17. Your favorite form of transportation?: Old Familiar Steam
18. In the morning: Hands Off
19. At night: Designs on You
20. Describe your sex life: Melt Show
21. My theme song would be: The Other Shoe
Fireworks, pt. 2
Some of those "I'm all giddy about what might happen here" songs, in no particular order:
The Reasons - Weakerthans
Deeper Than Beauty - Sloan
Soft Machine - By Divine Right
Fireworks - Tragically Hip
Stall Tactics - Two Minute Miracles
West Coast - Coconut Records
The First Five Times - Stars
Freak Me Out - Weezer
Falling For You - Weezer
More Adventurous - Rilo Kiley
I'm Gonna Make You Love Me - Jayhawks
Truly, Truly - Grant Lee Buffalo
Rollerskate Skinny - Old 97s
The Reasons - Weakerthans
Deeper Than Beauty - Sloan
Soft Machine - By Divine Right
Fireworks - Tragically Hip
Stall Tactics - Two Minute Miracles
West Coast - Coconut Records
The First Five Times - Stars
Freak Me Out - Weezer
Falling For You - Weezer
More Adventurous - Rilo Kiley
I'm Gonna Make You Love Me - Jayhawks
Truly, Truly - Grant Lee Buffalo
Rollerskate Skinny - Old 97s
Fireworks
You know when you start to feel pretty strongly about someone, and you start listening to more and more of certain songs that remind you of that person? I think this is more directed towards those of us who are into lyrics. I love to just rock the fuck out, don't get me wrong, but bands like The Weakerthans, Wilco, and The Eels are some of my favourites because of lines like "we're talented and bright, we're lonely and uptight, we've found some lovely ways to disappoint." Or "laying in bed tonight I was thinking about how a careful man tries to dodge the bullets while the happy man takes a walk... and maybe it's time to live." When I start thinking about songs like these (Aside and PS You Rock My World, respectively), and I can't hide the smile on my face, I know I'm pretty into someone. One of my staples is Fireworks by The Tragically Hip. I think I'm going to make up a playlist, or at least a top 10 most-listened-to-with-a-stupid-grin-on-my-face songs. I'll keep you posted.
Iron Giant Interview
Some other lovely Moncton folks were in town this weekend - the boys in Iron Giant. Love the band, love the company even more. I showed up to the venue and was greeted by the guy who'd interviewed Ryan and Dana a few weeks ago. I couldn't place him at first, until he asked if I wanted to come and hang out in the men's bathroom for the interview since I missed the last one. I politely declined. Here's what I missed out on:
Warning: nudity + obvious grossness. it's in a bathroom stall. you do the math. pretty funny, though.
Warning: nudity + obvious grossness. it's in a bathroom stall. you do the math. pretty funny, though.
Motorleague
So, I had an amazing visit from my friends in Moncton this weekend.We had some good times, some Bad Times (live), and it was fucking amazing. The only regret is that after they left it just made me miss the maritimes even more. Luckily, I'll be able to see them in about a month anyway. Two videos for y'all, in case you want to feel a little of what it was like having them around. This is an interview given to hardimes.ca by Dana and Ryan (Don, Nathan and I had to go and get pretty, and pick up gear from my apartment). It's gold. Even if you have no interest in the band, you should watch it.
I went to a rave last night, and all I could think of was "why, oh why, do so many people enjoy this experience?" I mean, it's repetitive music, spastic dancing, floors slick with spilled booze, and a huge crowd of people. I honestly don't see the appeal. I suppose if I were really really high it might be fun, but even then I can just see it being a little too trippy and I think I'd start freaking out about all the flashing lights.
I repeatedly left to go and get some air (and enjoy some not-so-fresh air), mostly just to get out of that room. I ended up calling a friend (for lack of a better term) in Alberta, because he was someone I knew would understand why I needed a break, and provide me with some great conversation. That's the thing about this person - great conversation. I could talk to him for hours. Hell, I have talked to him for hours. We only got about 20 minutes in, because it was finally time to get the hell out of there. We've seen each other at least once a year, back home, but we've never seen each other in our own cities. The subject came up again last night, and it seemed to be the most earnest and concrete plan we've ever discussed.
Once I got home, I kept thinking about this possibility. I actually planned out exactly what we'd do, from lunch in the old port to curling up on the couch to watch Spinal Tap (why Spinal Tap? I don't know.), and I felt like it was really happening. Not even in a drunk, hallucinatory way. It was awesome. When I woke up this morning (okay, almost this afternoon), I looked around to see where he'd gone. It took about 6 minutes to remember that he was not, in fact, here in Montreal yet.
The fact that he has a girlfriend might make this a little more complicated, but for now I'm choosing to ignore that variable.
Lately I've been having very resolving dreams. Whatever issues and problems that come up during the day are solved overnight. I wake up feeling relaxed and efficient before realizing that nothing has been dealt with. The most frustrating part is forgetting how I resolved certain things.. and those I can remember aren't exactly logical in real life. Whoops.
What makes someone have incredibly vivid dreams? For the past few months I haven't had anything surreal going on in them; it's just day-to-day life, and all the aspects I can remember are pretty mundane. They could have actually happened (not necessarily today, but in the past few years). I really want my subconscious to give me something wacky someday soon, something truly dream-worthy. Let's work on that.
I repeatedly left to go and get some air (and enjoy some not-so-fresh air), mostly just to get out of that room. I ended up calling a friend (for lack of a better term) in Alberta, because he was someone I knew would understand why I needed a break, and provide me with some great conversation. That's the thing about this person - great conversation. I could talk to him for hours. Hell, I have talked to him for hours. We only got about 20 minutes in, because it was finally time to get the hell out of there. We've seen each other at least once a year, back home, but we've never seen each other in our own cities. The subject came up again last night, and it seemed to be the most earnest and concrete plan we've ever discussed.
Once I got home, I kept thinking about this possibility. I actually planned out exactly what we'd do, from lunch in the old port to curling up on the couch to watch Spinal Tap (why Spinal Tap? I don't know.), and I felt like it was really happening. Not even in a drunk, hallucinatory way. It was awesome. When I woke up this morning (okay, almost this afternoon), I looked around to see where he'd gone. It took about 6 minutes to remember that he was not, in fact, here in Montreal yet.
The fact that he has a girlfriend might make this a little more complicated, but for now I'm choosing to ignore that variable.
Lately I've been having very resolving dreams. Whatever issues and problems that come up during the day are solved overnight. I wake up feeling relaxed and efficient before realizing that nothing has been dealt with. The most frustrating part is forgetting how I resolved certain things.. and those I can remember aren't exactly logical in real life. Whoops.
What makes someone have incredibly vivid dreams? For the past few months I haven't had anything surreal going on in them; it's just day-to-day life, and all the aspects I can remember are pretty mundane. They could have actually happened (not necessarily today, but in the past few years). I really want my subconscious to give me something wacky someday soon, something truly dream-worthy. Let's work on that.
I like a song that can say "I like olives/I like you too/so when I tell you that I love you don't test my love/accept my love/don't test my love/because maybe I don't love you all that much." If you can incorporate food into the bridge, I think I'm set.
That song is Dan Bern's Jerusalem, by the way. A friend made me a great mixed CD a couple weeks ago, and I can't stop listening to it. I love the fact that most of my friends have impeccable taste. The Frames were a key component of that CD as well; if Muxtape was still an active site and not being investigated by the RIAA I'd post Fighting On The Stairs. If you have a real player, I think you can download this track (or some form of it) here.
It's now 8:05, and I was planning to be at school by 8:45 to beat the rush into the bookstore. The damn Frames search kept me busy for 15 minutes. I love the internet! Such an easy time-waster! This morning I'm going to see my bank account go into cardiac arrest over the price of some of these books, so I'd better just get it over with.. I'm betting I can go from sitting in front of the computer in pyjamas with a cup of coffee to Dressed and Out the Door in... 25 minutes! Go on, TIME ME!
That song is Dan Bern's Jerusalem, by the way. A friend made me a great mixed CD a couple weeks ago, and I can't stop listening to it. I love the fact that most of my friends have impeccable taste. The Frames were a key component of that CD as well; if Muxtape was still an active site and not being investigated by the RIAA I'd post Fighting On The Stairs. If you have a real player, I think you can download this track (or some form of it) here.
It's now 8:05, and I was planning to be at school by 8:45 to beat the rush into the bookstore. The damn Frames search kept me busy for 15 minutes. I love the internet! Such an easy time-waster! This morning I'm going to see my bank account go into cardiac arrest over the price of some of these books, so I'd better just get it over with.. I'm betting I can go from sitting in front of the computer in pyjamas with a cup of coffee to Dressed and Out the Door in... 25 minutes! Go on, TIME ME!
Halifax, Day 3.
I think most people who have lived in Halifax for a while have the same love/hate relationship with the city as I do. It's great to be home, and great to see certain people; it's also so small that you run into everyone you don't want to see as well. I wish I could get one without the other, but I don't think it's going to happen.
The VKNGS/Establishment show on Saturday night was great. Ben was here from Toronto, so we had a nice little reunion. Leah and I rocked my dinosaur earrings for a while. You know, good times.
There's been a bit of family quality time, and a lot of my dad and his wife leaving and assuming I'll watch the kids. That's what's going on right now; I'm watching my brother play MarioKart while they're out getting groceries (it's been over 3 hours, so I'm assuming they've gone to the grocery store in Truro).
I'm going to visit my mom and her husband tomorrow, and I'm sure I'll take a million pictures since I'll have nothing else to do. I started reading The Castle by Kafka - I'll have a report in by the end of the week.
It has rained nonstop since I arrived Friday morning. Here's hoping it clears up, even just for a day.
The VKNGS/Establishment show on Saturday night was great. Ben was here from Toronto, so we had a nice little reunion. Leah and I rocked my dinosaur earrings for a while. You know, good times.
There's been a bit of family quality time, and a lot of my dad and his wife leaving and assuming I'll watch the kids. That's what's going on right now; I'm watching my brother play MarioKart while they're out getting groceries (it's been over 3 hours, so I'm assuming they've gone to the grocery store in Truro).
I'm going to visit my mom and her husband tomorrow, and I'm sure I'll take a million pictures since I'll have nothing else to do. I started reading The Castle by Kafka - I'll have a report in by the end of the week.
It has rained nonstop since I arrived Friday morning. Here's hoping it clears up, even just for a day.
Hot as balls yesterday. I woke up this morning at 3:41am, to some lovely (and needed) rain outside. Unfortunately, it stopped around 5. When I checked the weather at 8 this morning, after about an hour of sleep, it was already 32 degrees when the humidity was factored in. 32! I stepped outside a few minutes ago, and noticed that it's raining again - and delightfully cool and breezy outside.
I'm trying to figure out what exactly the deal is with Muxtape. I don't understand the specifics - like, can I just put up whatever songs I want? It's fair game, as long as it's only 12 songs from different artists and albums? If anyone can clarify, let me know.
Update: I'm just going to post some songs because I think I'm allowed. Check 'em here.
I'm trying to figure out what exactly the deal is with Muxtape. I don't understand the specifics - like, can I just put up whatever songs I want? It's fair game, as long as it's only 12 songs from different artists and albums? If anyone can clarify, let me know.
Update: I'm just going to post some songs because I think I'm allowed. Check 'em here.
Lil' Miss Get Around
I wonder if anyone gets that song reference.
It's been almost a month. Poor, neglected blog. Here's a little resuscitation.
[...I just spelled "resuscitation" right on the first try. Point!]
I went to Toronto. Someone on the street tried to convince me to do porn. [I didn't.] I visited Meredith and Josh. I saw a crazy Norwegian band and not much else, thanks to unnecessary bullshit. It was a nice weekend, filled with good food and lovely people. I drove home with Don, Nathan, and Jonah who were recording their new record with Ian Blurton that week. Even though we left Toronto at 3am, it was a lovely drive. I counted 8 dead things on the side of the road (well, I only really started counting once the sun comes up, so I'm sure there were more), and we had breakfast at Café Orange once we got to Montreal.
Since then, it's been a whole lot of nothing. Actually...that's not entirely true. I've got a new career idea, and it's called Avoiding People Who Want To Hang Out With Me. I assure you, I'm fantastic at it. If I could combine that for my love of the internet and bad sitcoms, I think I'd be a very rich girl. I've got a few key targets I'm avoiding, and any number of interchangeable weirdos besides those, so my plate is very full. Everything I do, from running out for groceries to going for a drink must be carefully considered: who could I run into? what are the possible side effects I'll have to put up with if I stay here for a while?
I've discovered something else: I have an incredibly low tolerance for most people these days. My conversation skills are severely lapsed as well, apparently, because I can't seem to keep my end up without resorting to inane classics like "so, where are you from?" Ugh. I hate it. It's probably because of my reliance on a lack of interpersonal contact as of late, and the fact that most of the people I meet these days are horribly uninteresting. And irritating. There, I've come full circle now, and still don't have an answer as to why I'm getting fed up so quickly. I used to be great at all of that conversation-with-strangers crap.
I've discovered something else: I have an incredibly low tolerance for most people these days. My conversation skills are severely lapsed as well, apparently, because I can't seem to keep my end up without resorting to inane classics like "so, where are you from?" Ugh. I hate it. It's probably because of my reliance on a lack of interpersonal contact as of late, and the fact that most of the people I meet these days are horribly uninteresting. And irritating. There, I've come full circle now, and still don't have an answer as to why I'm getting fed up so quickly. I used to be great at all of that conversation-with-strangers crap.
I know there was something I wanted to do on July 6th, and I'm blanking on it now. Shit. July 13th will see me getting an autographed copy of David Sedaris' When You Are Engulfed in Flames for my birthday (what? you don't give yourself presents?). I'm trying to decide on a plan for that oft-celebrated day, and I can't quite bring myself to just let it pass by. See, as with most people, I love birthdays. Especially my own. But every year in the past five or so has inevitably ended in disappointment. Last year had heaps of it - from making my own cake to working at 5am (and being sent home at 6, having made about 40 dollars) to having my boyfriend completely forget about it - so I can't help but be a little optimistic that this year will finally see me celebrating properly. Then again, I should just not think about it, but since I have hours on end available to muse about nothing I'm sure I will. I think I'll fill it up with Andrew W.K., The Cure, and booze. Sound good? Yeah, I think so too. Feel free to join me. I'm turning 21, so I might convince a friend to drive down to Plattsburgh for a drink with me.
Because we can.
Oh, by the way, that picture is around 5:30am on the drive home. I just thought a little bit of sunrise might be nice.
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