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[Jan 29th 07 11:35am] |
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sufjan stevens: casimir pulaski day. |
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this is my attempt to distract myself from the george orwell short story resting beside me.
grizzly bear and the blow are playing at sarah lawrence in february. i will make out with them.
lyle is visiting this weekend. on saturday we are going to see the body worlds exhibit at the met. then we will go to the new marc jacobs accessory store ($20 t-shirts) on bleeker. after that, i am taking him to dinner in the west village to get drunk before we eat cupcakes from magnolia bakery in the park across the street. i want to move to brooklyn with him and drink wine out of big glasses and buy furniture at thrift stores and hold hands on the weekends.
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[Feb 28th 06 7:09pm] |
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10 most played songs on my iTunes:
minus the bear- absinthe party air- playground love the beatles- dear prudence belle & sebastian- a summer wasting gorillaz- feel good inc. joan of arc- apocalypse politics joanna newsom- the book of right-on joanna newsom- crab, clam, cockle, cowrie sufjan stevens- to be alone with you the walkmen- we've been had wilco- company in my back
post me yours.
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[Dec 16th 05 7:32am] |
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death cab: we laugh indoors |
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i haven't gone to school since tuesday. wednesday, i had an interview at sarah lawrence that went really well. the only thing that turned me off about it all was that most of the kids there are pretty weird- and secluded by their own weirdness, as there's only 1100 kids at the school. the plus side is that its twenty minutes outside new york city. thursday, i was sick and stayed home. i knitted and read and started to wrap gifts but bored myself early on. bobby and pete rescued me and we went christmas shopping. i stayed up til 11:30 writing a statistical analysis of drug use at andover high for stat just to wake up and find there is no school today.
laura, want to bake something today? kristen too? hrmm, hrmm?
ps- GRIMIS show Saturday at the ALL ASIA CAFE in Cambridge, MA from 4:00-6:00. $5 to get in. Party afterwards.
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| I don't know why I feel so tongue-tied, I don't know why I feel so skinned alive. |
[Nov 9th 05 8:35pm] |
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steve malkamus: animal midnight |
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i have a habit of letting things build and never releasing them. writing is beautiful and discouraging. i have been trying so hard to hold myself together lately. it's not so easy. i am alone and made content by this, but sometimes i think i reflect too much on myself.
my radio was stolen out of my car today in the senior lot. perfect. of course, i went into my mode and began blaming myself. i know no one is diserving of misfortune; i am not exempt from this. but still, i lose faith. i have to remind myself that it is the choices that people make, not the people themselves, who are evil.
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