Tends To Make One Part So Broken-Hearted
Current Song: "Dirty Orchestra" -- Black Violin
Exciting things I'm doing on a Monday night:
* Sweeping the kitchen, including enough cat hair from under the radiator to make another cat.
* Moving money from checking to savings.
* Downloading free mp3s from Amazon. Most of what they're offering is crap but I managed to pull some Silver Jews and The Apples In Stereo.
* Thinking about ripping my cat's vocal cords right out.
* Ripping music from CDs to my hard drive. Newest acquisitions are Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds "Abattoir Blues/The Lyre Of Orpheus"; Pinback "Blue Screen Life"; Saxon Shore "The Exquisite Death of Saxon Shore"; and A Silver Mt. Zion "He Has Left Us Alone But Shafts OF Light Sometimes Grace The Corner Of Our Rooms". That last one is AMAZING, if you can see the beauty in ambient noise and you enjoy the work of Godspeed! You Black Emperor.
* Complaining about my headache and the fact that I have cramps so badly that I think one of my hips is dislocated. I need Oxycontin or Percocet or something.
* Avoiding the hideous depressing mess that is my room.
* Reading "Harper's Encyclopedia of Mystical & Paranormal Experience". The passage on doubles (doppelgangers) was terrifying. I don't want to run into my exact double, especially since it allegedly heralds imminent death. Also, that would just be awkward. Plus I'd have to know what I look like from behind, and no woman needs that.
* Singing out loud, but that's what I'm doing all the time. This morning I was walking around singing George Michael's "Faith" and I kept getting weird looks from other people on the sidewalks. Fuck you, Saint Paul, I got the music in my soul.
* Loudly complaining about how ludicrously hot it is in here. In high school our theater department did a production of Neil Simon's "Lost In Yonkers" and at one point Bella explains that the electric fan "just makes the hot air go faster and faster" and that's ALWAYS in my head when I'm hot and the fan's on.
I've got to go to bed, I have clients tomorrow.
Jesus Christ, my hip hurts.
Exciting things I'm doing on a Monday night:
* Sweeping the kitchen, including enough cat hair from under the radiator to make another cat.
* Moving money from checking to savings.
* Downloading free mp3s from Amazon. Most of what they're offering is crap but I managed to pull some Silver Jews and The Apples In Stereo.
* Thinking about ripping my cat's vocal cords right out.
* Ripping music from CDs to my hard drive. Newest acquisitions are Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds "Abattoir Blues/The Lyre Of Orpheus"; Pinback "Blue Screen Life"; Saxon Shore "The Exquisite Death of Saxon Shore"; and A Silver Mt. Zion "He Has Left Us Alone But Shafts OF Light Sometimes Grace The Corner Of Our Rooms". That last one is AMAZING, if you can see the beauty in ambient noise and you enjoy the work of Godspeed! You Black Emperor.
* Complaining about my headache and the fact that I have cramps so badly that I think one of my hips is dislocated. I need Oxycontin or Percocet or something.
* Avoiding the hideous depressing mess that is my room.
* Reading "Harper's Encyclopedia of Mystical & Paranormal Experience". The passage on doubles (doppelgangers) was terrifying. I don't want to run into my exact double, especially since it allegedly heralds imminent death. Also, that would just be awkward. Plus I'd have to know what I look like from behind, and no woman needs that.
* Singing out loud, but that's what I'm doing all the time. This morning I was walking around singing George Michael's "Faith" and I kept getting weird looks from other people on the sidewalks. Fuck you, Saint Paul, I got the music in my soul.
* Loudly complaining about how ludicrously hot it is in here. In high school our theater department did a production of Neil Simon's "Lost In Yonkers" and at one point Bella explains that the electric fan "just makes the hot air go faster and faster" and that's ALWAYS in my head when I'm hot and the fan's on.
I've got to go to bed, I have clients tomorrow.
Jesus Christ, my hip hurts.
spit at you by Nil at 10:18 PM
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