obfuscated girl

eeeeeeeeeeeeee.

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Once, I met Spoon in a basement after one of their shows in Chicago. I acted like an idiot. I imagine this is because Britt Daniel is so pretty that he actually interferes with the female brain wave. I did manage to ask him why Spoon never comes to Milwaukee, and four years later he is FINALLY LISTENING TO ME.
I have the new Spoon record. I am going to ignore the fact that I do not think it was obtained completely legally because I didn't obtain it illegally, someone just gave me a copy. Incientally, the new record is called "Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga." Here is the song from it that got leaked that everyone is all freaked out over because it sounds all trippy and different or whatever:
Spoon--The Ghost Of You Lingers

(eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.)

there is an old cliche under your monet baby

SO.
I asked someone out today, sort of. And it was
wait for it

NOT OVER THE INTERNET. THIS IS A REAL LIVE PERSON. WHO LIVES. IN PLACES THAT ARE NOT THE INTERNET. NOT THAT I DO THAT A LOT. UM.

I am reluctant to speculate about the outcome because there was not a yes or no answer and I think I kind of twitterpated him, but I am back. GUESS WHO'S BACK? OH IT'S ME. Also he invited me back to his office and we talked for like 20 minutes before I went "You know, we should hang out sometime. I like talking to you a lot. You're fun." And he asked me about my tongue piercing. And we all know what that means.

And update: My stomach is better. I discovered by the Scientific Method that maybe eating Power Bars for lunch three days in a row is maybe not among the best ideas I have ever had.

Or something.

I think I am dying.

I woke up at 3 this morning with the worst stomach pains I think I have ever had and either I have an ulcer or my stomach is staging a coup and attempting to secede from my body because I am not revolutionary enough. And people NEED stomachs, right?

i had a secret meeting in the basement of my brain

My mom had some Dionne Warwick on vinyl. I have recently begun associating Dionne Warwick with my mom. I went looking on the interweb for some Dionne Warwick because it is Mother's Day and all and came up with nothing. HA HA YOU LOSE. Playing the part of Dionne Warwick in this post will be a song by the National:
the National, Baby, We'll Be Fine
Because I don't know about you, but I get Dionne Warwick and the National confused all the fucking time.
That and it's a really great song.

things not to read at your sister's wedding

All of these excerpts were found by Googling "marriage poem."

1.And you might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but tell me; into how many goddamned parts would you divide your new-born child’s immortal love; after your devilishly vituperative divorce?
2.Before marriage she hummed mesmerizing tunes in my ear
before I went off to sleep; blessing my dreary
countenance with divinely reinvigoration and celestial
peace,
While after marriage she woke me the very next instant
with her volcanic flurry of snores; commanded me to
stand guard on the shivering gate to guard her until
she awoke sometime past brilliant afternoon.
3.What those marriage worth, I am already yours
We have marriage by heart not by rituals.
Our marriage is pious then those done by priests
And those other who are eyeing are big fool
4. Countless couple cut communication
Communication cut, cripples courtship
Continuous communication creates;
Captivating colourful courtship
and my favorite, in its entirety:
5.
God's Curse (pt.1)
marriage is a prison
from which theres no escape
there is no door
windows are covered by drapes

marriage is Gods curse
its worse than living
compared to this thing called marriage
death is more forgiving
Here is one I found by Maxine Kumin that I like very much, but it is not really, um, appropriate.
The lesson here is apparently that people who make sites advertising MARRIAGE WEDDING POEM are more cynical than I ever thought possible. Also Google is broken.

and

None of the stores that are participating in Free Comic Book Day are the one that is a half a block from my apartment.
Lord, why must thou testeth me and shit.

strange, don't you think i'm looking older

Last night I was at a party with a bunch of 19-year-old MIAD kids. What this means is the following:
1. everyone was very very drunk as this was the last day of MIAD's semester and most of them had just endured 6-hour critiques, and one of them was carrying around a plastic mold of a frog in her purse and someone tried to put a cigarette out on it and she cried
2. all the boys weighed approximately as much as my right arm and were dressed in Gap Kids jeans or something
3. all the girls wore visible bicycle shorts/leggings under their thrift store dresses
4. one of the girls in visible leggings, when she was not loudly bitching to anyone within earshot about how her TA was "so part time" and there were "three people on the face of the earth who can make me hate myself and she's one of them and [the TA] loves herself soooooo much and she also loves Chad [sic] because he jacks off to her and she jacks off to herself" mentioned "I'm really really drunk. BTW." Like, she pronounced the acronym.
5. I learned that under no circumstances should lime-flavored vodka and apple juice be mixed, even it is the only thing to mix with lime-flavored vodka, because the result tastes exactly like alcohol-tinged feet
6. I was probably the oldest person there, and have you done the math yet on how much older I was than these people? Ten years. Do you know what that is? A decade. Oh, my God.
7. I actually had a good time and did not, for those of you who have seen me at previous parties, hide miserably in a corner and play miserably with my hair, which calls into question why I am mocking these kids
7a. ps. it is because certain sartorial...decisions...cannot go unaddressed
8. also because really, I am kind of a bitch
9. and this is me subconsciously wishing that I were ten years younger and had gone to art school and had asymmetrical hair
9a. but I kind of wanted to ask all of them, "But no, seriously, what are you going to DO when you're done with school?"
10. let the record show that this might be my first "what is wrong with the kids get off my porch" moment

who got a free netflix trial? i got a free netflix trial.

Here are the reasons why I will not be leaving the house for the next month:
Marie Antoinette
The Wire: Season 3: Disc 1
The Wire: Season 3: Disc 2
The Holiday
The Queen
Eddie Izzard: Circle
All About Eve
Oldboy
Thank You for Smoking
Unfaithful
St. Elmo's Fire
Less Than Zero

Anything else I should be getting between now and June 2? I only have a month.