so i'm back from sxsw. i've blogged about the festival in general on www.fugitempire.com, so check that for more updates.  i will do a proper band/photo update on there, starting later tonight.  i wanted to cover some stuff about the festival/conference itself though so that's what the 1st post-fest article is about.

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my first music review for fug it empire has just been given the message 'attempt to upload failed.' i was attempting to SAVE A FUCKING DRAFT and i hit 'back' and it was ERASED. even my FUCKING YAHOO MESSAGES remain when i hit the 'back' button, and LJ saves drafts without you even asking it too.  i was 99% done and i HAD some of it pasted in word ( Read more... )

my thighs feel weighted.  they are heavy, and anvil-like.  they are at the physical equivalent of post 12-hour jetlag.  with each step i feel a giant, rotund mass at the top of each leg, ready to implode due to their own weight.  and my head...oh my head....like my post-morphine drugs but without the drowsy pleasure, and just the blank gummy wad of ( Read more... )

a frivolous little thing i wrote as inspired by my 70 cent mumu from madera's salvation army ( Read more... )

friday 15 february:

• have billionth quarter-life crises breakdown lying flat on my back in my 70 cent mumu in the darkness of my former algebra ii classroom listening to beirut and the warlocks. 
  
• catalyst for aforementioned breakdown- 35 tenth graders against me-english ii, 3rd period.  600-page hardbound books flying, pages/books ripped/destroyed, ( Read more... )

i just stumbled across some stream of consciousness rant dated 27 june 2001. it was the summer in which i lived in the peach house on 'vatican row' (a row of victorians owned by an insane orthodox catholic couple) with 3 of my girlfriends.  i worked around the corner at USF's KORET gym, i interned at the SF examiner in their arts & entertainment ( Read more... )

today was an eventful day for my former principal of my k-12 school, st. joachim's, in madera, california.  sister encarnacion, sort of the head of our little batch of spanish sisters, was part of the blessing ceremony for the new school buildings, the funding for which has been a long time coming, since she started at the school in 1980 ( Read more... )

'i have much to say but not for the public here ( Read more... )

i shouldn't be typing this because i'm sort of on a roll.  wordwise i'm still only at a little over 1,000 words for the short story i'm working on, but that's actually more than enough. perhaps too much, for the point at which i am taking this break.  more editing will tell.  i am excited though because a plot idea i have had seems to have more ( Read more... )