Hmm, I think its pretty clear that that last one wasn't me...

I have come to realize that I value Hillary and Mary-Beth very much. I had a dream about Mary-Beth. In it there were vampires trying to scratch her vampire tatoos off her body, as well as the seagull tatoo off her feet. I could not do anything to help. I think this means I love Mary-Beth. I did not talk to Hillary all weekend, this depresses me ( Read more... )

Well its been awhile. I'd assumed I would never again update this journal, but I somehow managed to read every review for every record from every band I ever cared about on Pitchfork, and still found myself bored and online. I came here and poured over pages of old friend's recent months. I mentioned something Hillary had said in those updates ( Read more... )

so I arrive in Portland and the first thing that happens is Mark asks me if I want to smoke a bowl. And we haven't even gotten out of the airport yet. guess its gonna be one of those trips. Alex's new house in the woods is amazing. we sit and play guitar in the darkness of his tree shaded bedroom and occasionaly go downstairs for food. ( Read more... )

I find myself pushing the people I love farther and farther away. I can't help it, its just been happening. Objectively, I can see it as the rather immature way of handling leaving that it is, ie that typical notion that if you hate what you leave behind then you don't have to miss it. But knowing it doesn't stop it. And I'm gonna be gone about ( Read more... )

As the subject heading implies, Chelsey has a show at the Nomad Cafe on Saturday, June 5th, at 7:30. 6500 Shattuck ave (at 65th street.) If you missed the last one it is imperative that you come. We will not be covering Iron and Wine this go 'round, but Elliot Smith's "Pitseleh" off of XO is very very likely ( Read more... )

So I'm going back to CSSSA. I sent my papers off yesterday, after staying up all night dreaming, after debating it for hours in my head. And I think that I made the right decision. There will be people I miss, but I miss them just as palpably here. If I go in with the right mentality it will all work out for the best. I'm not trying to ( Read more... )

On the drive back from Coachella last Sunday I stopped at Cal Arts. I ate in the same In and Out that Donald and I first got aquainted in, when we arrived before everyone else and had nothing to say to each other. When we came up to Valencia Marketplace on Sunday my heart started beating really fast. I could feel it in my throat, in my ears. We ( Read more... )

Fuck that. I am the shit.

So I froze when Piazza put me on the spot in AP music today. I couldn't make it through the first three bars of a pretty easy sight singing example. Its the first time I've failed at anything in a pretty long time. I've recently had myself convinced that I was basically the shit, but the holes are starting to poke through. I call myself a ( Read more... )