obfuscated girl

our minds are scattered about from hell to breakfast

So I am in Chicago and this man basically killed me the entire way down. I can't even find the words.
I feel kinda fluish, and I killed myself at work this whole entire week and seriously somebody had better pay me more than $8.50 an hour for this shit someday, because I get paid WAY too little to listen to my coworkers explain to each other the hilarity of the phrases "TMI" and "talk to the hand" and think that Garfield cartoons and emails with that version of the Serenity Prayer that ends ..."and the wisdom to hide the bodies of the people that I had to kill today" are the BEST THINGS EVER, and I am annoyed that maybe work and being around sick people in cubicles without my plastic bubble contributed to it and I have been looking forward to being here for weeks and weeks and as has often been stated by me here and elsewhere before and all I can think about is whether my throat is going to stay scratchy or turn into something worse.
And wish I had vitamins.
GOD DAMMIT.

In other news,
who am I kidding. I have no other news. I have to go lie down now.

finnish finnish finnish finnish

Someone in...Denmark?... loves me. I would probably love them too if I knew what "Hauptrolle nominiert war und das völlig zu Recht. Wir bekommen keine Miese-Kindheit-Geschichte geliefert, die ihn quasi in die Drogensucht getrieben hat, und wir erleben keine lebensverändernden Dinge, die ihn jetzt dazu bringen würden, sich zuzudröhnen. Seine Sucht ist schlicht ein Teil von ihm, sie definiert ihn nicht, sie ist einfach da." meant.
In any case: I AM FAMOUS. IN...DENMARK. (I recognize that as German, but I think .de means Denmark.)
Emily, if you are reading this, we bout to have words. It has come to my attention that the day you're getting married is the day that Sonic Youth are headlining the Pitchfork Festival AND NOT ONLY THAT BUT THEY ARE PLAYING THE ENTIRETY OF DAYDREAM NATION FROM START TO FINISH (finnish?) I HOPE YOU ARE HAPPY IN YOUR MARITAL BLISS AND YOUR ABLE-TO-SEE-YOUR-OUTDOOR-FESTIVAL-WITHOUT-SCHEDULING-CONFLICT ASS.
LOLZ HAY J/K. I am not mad. Not much. And given my recent abject failing at juggling financial responsibility, I really have serious doubts I can go this year regardless.
In other news,
Madison was Badgered HA HA GET IT OKAY I STOLE THAT FROM BILL SIMMONS out of the NCAA and I think my bracket is foobared,
and I am going to see this fellow Friday

and judging from the looks of that, I am looking forward to losing roughly half of my body weight in sweat and being DEAD FROM AWESOME.
And now I have to go meet an employment counselor at McDonalds. Please don't ask. I don't know anything anymore.

keeping things clean doesn't change anything

Wlico is one of those bands that has burrowed itself so deep into my heart that I don't think that they could do anything wrong. I don't know what it is, really, but mostly I think it's something about Jeff Tweedy's voice and how he always sounds like he's on the verge of tears. Maybe it is the Midwest thing. I have no idea. I am not usually a lap-steel-and-wistful-vocals kinda girl, and it took me repeatedly being hit over the head with their music (and one live show--really, that was probably the moment of conversion) by a friend who is WAY into that sort of thing, and now every time I listen to them it feels like coming home, but a shinier, cleaner, free of dog hair and stupid fights home where everyone goes out in the backyard and catches fireflies after dinner and talks about their Feelings. Or something. I am excited about a lot of records at the moment, but I think that I am the most excited about Sky Blue Sky
because really, when you get down to it I am kinda predictable. And after listening to a few tracks off the new record (I have fallen into this trap even though part of me longs for the days when you had no idea what an album was going to sound like before you bought it) I don't know if they are going to go in any new grandiose direction or break new musical ground or not, but from what I can tell, not. And you know what? I don't care. Because the ground they tread is fucking beautiful.
Download: Wilco--Hate It Here

and also, best line of the week, OR, the library had a copy of want two

"I don't know what I'm doing/I don't know what I'm saying/I don't know why I'm watching all these white people dancing"
--Rufus Wainwright, "This Love Affair"
YES.

i'm sailor peg and i've lost my leg

What follows is Why I Am Not A Film Critic, By Me.
So I watched The Departed last night, making me maybe the second-to-last-person on Earth to do so, and I dunno how I feel about that, especially seeing as the last movie I saw in the theatre was, uh, this.
Wait a second, I feel great about that. THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH THE FACT THAT EVERY DREW BARRYMORE MOVIE IS BASICALLY THE SAME BECAUSE IT GIVES ME THE WARM FUZZIES. FUCK YOU.
Anyway, I liked The Departed quite a bit. I paced a lot and bit my nails and sat up really straight and covered my eyes a couple times while I was watching it, and I liked that it did that, and also I like watching movies at home for that reason. I kind of wish, you know, that fucking every single person didn't die, because it felt a little senseless and I felt like we got the point, that Cops Can Be Bought And It Is Bad And If You Get Involved With Jack Nicholson You Totally Have No Future And Stuff And Really If Mark Wahlberg Was The Only Dude Who Was Going To Make It Something Should Be Done About His Hair, and I never quite realized that I liked Leonardo DiCaprio so much. I keep picturing him as this guy whenever I read about him:

and while that role was awesome in its own way because I think his voice was changing or something, either that or he just generally has a very girlish shriek, it's not, um, that good.
The other thing that I liked LOVED was the Dropkick Murphys song that was used in several key scenes. I tried all morning to upload it to the FTP with no success (and despite everything bad that the internet has done for music, I love the fact that I can watch a movie and like a song from the movie and have it two minutes later. Thanks, Hype Machine!) so I am going to post the mp3 from the source where I found it and y'all will have to hope it is still there when you try to get it with the right click and the save as:
Dropkick Murphys--I'm Shipping Up To Boston
Seriously, it is such a great song. Between this and my love of Gogol Bordello, I am a one-lady cottage industry for the consumption of international drunk screamy vocals.

can we be mature?

WHO WANTS TO GET ME TO WASHINGTON DC?
OR WHO WANTS TO CREATE A POWERPOINT PRESENTATION WITH ME TO PRESENT TO THE DISMEMBERMENT PLAN OUTLINING WHY THEY SHOULD JUST BE A BAND AGAIN ALREADY AND START TOURING LIKE RIGHT NOW IN PLACES THAT I DO NOT HAVE TO FLY TO BECAUSE THAT PLAN IS REALLY SORT OF RIDICULOUS, AND ALSO BECAUSE TRAVIS MORRISON AND THE WHOLE SOLO THING? YEAH, NOT SO MUCH.

...GodDAMMIT.