oh yeah

late night, bloody mary. Conversations about food and metal. restless at 10 am, worked out in my favor. Oh yeah.

oh dear god

i dont' remember how i got home last night. i don't remember where i hung out after the bar closed. I slept all day because i was still drunk from last night. i really need to lay off the sauce.

the moment i'd give anything to relive

t's not like you would think. i know this question is asked in many fables and jokes and my answer is quite unique. i think i was in third grade at youngson grade school here in portland. the local hs band was performing(cleveland,i think), and the cafeteria was so crowded that i got to sit on the wall all introspective-like. they played "she blinded me with science". at age 7 it gave me chills. it set music on fire for me. i sware to god on all that i love i'd give anything to have that afternoon back

Nugget

so from time to time i like to bring to light the little nuggets of visual arts perfection which definitely do not abound in our pop culture world. One i have spoken about before, but i will refresh your memory. "Body Double" -a lameass eighties movie, only notable because a young melanie griffith plays a porn star (Holly Body-hence the cheesy name), and for one other interesting tidbit , which i consider a "nugget". The main character is an actor in LA who gets tangled up in a murder and decides to play detective. To this end, he agrees to perform in a porn (apparently anyone can get in) to get close to Holly Body. As filming begins he enters a building decorated in a Rave like fashion and is led around to Relax playing loudly in the soundtrack. As he gets to the rather large room where he will perform (for a rather large audience) they pan around and show FUCKING FRANKIE GOES TO HOLLYWOOD actually playing the song music video style for the movie. I sware to god it made the whole fucking movie worth it. "Cold Hearted Snake"-yes i am talking about the Paula Abdul video. While we all know her musical talents are laughable, the video also features her doing what she is actually trained for- dancing. Her and a small cast perform a verbatim rendition of a number called "take off with me" which is actually from the musical "all that jazz" by tortured and celebrated coreographer Bob Fosse. That particular movie tied with apocolypse now in 1979 for the canne festival grand prize. The coreography itself is quite suggestive in a very cool, non rap video way, and the modern costumes and almost not lame song make it a very fucking cool video that still gives me chills. You gotta admit she's a kickass dancer. PS christina aguilera's video "what a girl wants" and "thriller" also featured moves, but not col like this.

um, yeah

maybe it's the pms. maybe it's the booze. last night was a doozy. in addition to calling the boy i like and telling him i want to be his girlfriend, i also almost lost my bike. thank god for my sister. not only do i not remember the events she's telling me, i can't fathom for the life of me what i was thinking. and i got lost somewhere deep in southeast portland. i was just trying to walk home. oh and i have a hickey

the end of the world

So i went out to eat tonight (i like to eat out alot (hehe)). As i was leaving i felt some shit in my tooth, my back molar on top at the gumline, and i proceeded to try and pick it out. I didn't find anything, so i assumed i got it out with my tongue. I walked a little more and i felt it again. So i stuck my damn finger back there and what do i find but A BIG FUCKING HOLE IN MY TOOTH!!! When i got to a mirror i inspected it and there was indeed some sort of crevice, but when i got home i looked at it with a flash light and it is an honest to goodness real live HOLE. I am so devistated. I am already a little cranky cause of some letters of the alphabet and this has about sent me into the pit of a midlife crisis. This is something that happens to tweakers and people who don't bathe. I bathe.

On Strike

I am so fed up with certain situations that are in no way under my control or by my hand but are still plagueing my life to the point of keeping me up at night seething in my anger. For this reason i am on strike. I refused to go to school today, and will not be leaving my room (while in my house, I'm on strike, not a hermit) I will be taking no calls (unless i really like you), performing no chores or favors, and basically doing nothing normally required of me as earning my keep for the wonderous gift of my existence. I just want the universe to remember that it needs me (read "us") as much as i need it. It can't just ask me to be it's errand girl and then shit all over me. It's a temporary, one day strike, not an unlimited thing. I still care. I just want to remind god that i don't have to play along. Playing with god is dangerous business, i'm sure, so let's hope i don't wind up struck down by a bolt of lightening. Here's gamblin!