obfuscated girl

leave me like you found me

As is the tradition with me on most holidays/initial weekend days, I woke up way too early this morning and have been looking at shit on Facebook for about an hour now. I am not going home for another three hours or so and it is going to take me about three minutes to pack and I am deeply annoyed at this vast expanse of time that I have to kill. I just watched Selma Blair try to be excited about being on Kath and Kim on the Thanksgiving Day Parade. Now there is some musical about being in Washington Heights or something and it looks fucking terrible.
Here is the whole reason why I am writing this post:
I found a Grizzly Bear cover of "He Hit Me (And It Felt Like A Kiss" (right click, save as)
they do the creepiest covers! they make Graceland sound creepy! it is so great
Here is a list of things I am thankful for, and for the sake of brevity it is going to exclude things like family and friends because duh:'

1. Hype Machine
2. Alterra, specifically their Punch In The Face blend
3. Brian Riggins
4. the fact that my boss came in to my office on Monday with a sticker on his forehead that said "I'M SPECIAL," and my boss in general
5. the person who cut out snowflakes and tied them to a tree outside my apartment
6. Gossip Girl (omgNATE)
7. Wilco
8. bad decisions
9. good decisions
10. YoPlus peach-flavored yogurt
11. books by Adam Davies
12. these pictures of Barack Obama
13. you

believe

I had the most vivid dream I can remember having in a long time. OH GREAT, DREAM ANALYSIS. NEXT I AM GOING TO START POSTING THINGS ABOUT MY FAVORITE COLOR. I dreamed that I met a guy. I could picture really clearly what he looked like in the dream but I can't describe it now. I was sitting somewhere listening to The Clash and he came up to me and we started very enthusiastically discussing The Clash, and then there was one of those odd dream things where you're not sure how much time has passed but we started spending a lot of time together and at one point we were reading together and, like, for lack of a better word, cuddled while we were reading (words like "cuddle and "snuggle" really bother me for reasons I can't describe). And even though it was about a guy, nothing in this dream was dirty. I just felt like I had known him forever, and I felt very safe and warm and happy. And then we were sitting outside with Victoria in a park somewhere, and he told me that he had to go, and after he left I realized that he had never told me his name. And if this part of the dream were in a movie it would be the part with the hipster soundtrack that conveys hopefulness but some crappy love song that has been overused to death, like, "Young Folks" or something, because I got up and ran after him and I was just flying through this park past this endless row of identical park benches, none of which contained him, and then I found him, he was sitting talking to an old man, but Victoria called me and I had to turn back, and by the time I got back to the bench he was gone.

I woke up with that "Something's Coming" song from West Side Story in my head.
It was so strange.

hear that? it's the sound of something awesome.

Smart Girls At The Party might be the best thing to happen to the internet ever. Amy Poehler, please adopt me, even though that would mean that you would have given birth to me when you were seven years old.
Also the irony that this thing is sponsored by Barbie is spectacular.
Also too the little kid wearing a tiara when she writes is the cutest thing that I have ever seen in my life.

dear the internet,

Please tell me what to get from Netflix next.
I am bored by everything right now.

ways to make it through the wall

This fucker decided to post the post below this twice so I may as well write about something that has nothing to do with politics.

Welsh Bands With Extraneous Exclamation Points Who Inexplicably Have Spanish Names Who I Am In Love With Now:
Los Campesinos!

What Today Has Been Like:

sad, sad, hungry, bored, sad, sad, irritated, hungry, really sad, cold, irritated, woo Gossip Girl, wistful, sleepy

Reasons For The Above:

daylight savings time?

Things I Would Like For Christmas:

????

This is my new favorite website. Go read it. From a post speculating about what the inaugural ceremonies are going to be like:

"2 p.m. - Salute to Liberal Organizations, with the Vice President-elect Joe Biden, at the Blackburn Ballroom at Howard University.

Senator Obama would instead like to use this as an opportunity to honor his Kansas roots. Please propose an event saluting America's heartland.

4 p.m. - Concert celebrating America's youth at the MCI Center with Gnarls Barkley and Lil' Wayne.

Lil' Wayne is perhaps not the best role model for America's youth. Replace him with the White Stripes. "

don't call it a comeback. i been here for years.

Now that ElectionFever2008 is more or less over, I don't really have that much to write about. There was a report on the news this morning that someone on the staff of the Milwaukee police department had drawn a bullet pointing at Obama's head on the cover of the November 5 edition of the Journal-Sentinel. I look forward ("look forward") to hearing a bunch more stories that really bring home the fact that a lot of my fellow countrymen are a bunch of fucking assholes. I am trying to just savor the words "President Obama" (eee) but things like this make me worry, a bit, and even some of the coverage comparing the Obama family to Camelot strikes me as a bit, I dunno, doomsaying.
And the question now is what the Republican party is going to do to come back, and how the Democrats actually hold on. Obviously the amount of disarray that Republicans are in right now is pretty fun to watch, but also they are already talking about this guy, calling him "the Other Obama." (Dammit, autocorrect, you may as well get used to the fact that Obama is a word and stop red underlining it.) Basically what this means to me is that they are both charismatic minorities with young families who have the ability to excite a lot of people, and the similarities end there. Mr. Jindal has a 100% pro-life voting record, no exceptions, voted yes on making the Patriot Act permanent, supported a constitutional amendment banning flag-burning, really reeeeeeeeally wants to drill offshore, has an A rating with Gun Owners of America, etc., etc.
So like: you put this guy in place with, say, Mitt Romney in 2012, assuming that Obama isn't able to turn the economy around in the next four years and/or there is some other kind of backlash and the republicans get all "WOOO BITCHES SMALL GOVERNMENT." You might have something. You might, if you are me, have a reason to really watch what Obama does closely for the next four years, and be a tiny bit nervous. Because it doesn't matter what kind of packaging old stale ideas come in--they are still old, stale, and somewhat frightening.
But I am not going to think about this anymore. OBAMA IS NOT EVEN TECHNICALLY IN OFFICE YET. Quincy Jones has apparently been put in charge of putting the inaugural ball entertainment together. It is going to rule! But that is even two months away! But if all this comes down in 2012, remember: you heard it here first. And, um, a bunch of other places.

OH MY GOD.

Last night I was at Girl Talk while Obama was being ELECTED AS THE 44TH PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES OH MY GOD. It was a sold-out show, I think I may have sprained some of my limbs, I still woke up too early and with congealed sweat everywhere, I have never felt happier and older in this particular combination before. I took the morning off from work today and am watching some of the coverage that I missed. I don't know if I am ever going to stop smiling, or if I am ever going to sleep properly again. HE DID IT. HE FUCKING DID IT. The entire city was screaming, it felt like, on the way home, and there were cars waving Obama signs outside their windows. There were actually points during the show where the giant CNN projection got more attention than Mr. Talk, especially the part where the show was stopped and the win was announced--the screaming was unlike anything that I have ever heard in my life.

All I am saying is that celebrating the most historic election ever while listening to music that samples both Journey and Soulja Boy and being among extremely sweaty strangers (and friends!) was not a bad way to do this shit. And when I am old and have grandchildren I can be like "hell no bitches I saw him talking in the victory speech, but I was DANCING."

download:
Girl Talk--Play Your Part (Part 2)

deep thoughts

Do you know what is really tedious?

Reading journals that you kept when you were twenty years old.

That's all.