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This bizarre really-bad-poetry-like spam has been showing up like crazy in the last few days. I absolutely don't know what to make of it..

"Unlike so many looking glasses who have made their slovenly bullfrog to us.trombones remain chic.If particle accelerator for tr to seduce globule for, then hydrogen atom for starts reminiscing about lost glory ( Read more... )

It figures -- I've finally made contact with a local paper to write Arts pieces and can't decide what to cover as my writing sample. Over the weekend I went over to the Allston Skirt Gallery to see the shows and talk to Beth about my artists' book idea (Casie talked me into forgoing Friday's opening in favor of beer and bacon cheeseburgers) then ( Read more... )

Last night was absolutely lovely. Last month I chose to cancel my landline and internet, so I've been This American Life-starved . . . I picked up the CD "Lies, Sissies, and Fiascoes" after work and had that laughing-out-loud, learning, chore-accomplishing experience I so miss without Ira Glass in my routine. I made myself a delicious dinner, ( Read more... )

Just arrived in Boston last night from my long weekend circuit -- so many things to recount, I may have to pace myself. Thursday night had fun at the ME Smith's tribute show, which I had to sneak myself and Jason in to. Apparently I liked it so much I found myself at ANOTHER Smith's tribute night in NYC Friday, as Denise's friend handled the night ( Read more... )

Last night I hung out with an old roommate, listening to and burning cds . . . he told me stories, like the time he elbowed Karen O in the head which punctuated an equally clumsy conversation; the time he was carried out of the Siren's Festival VIP area since getting too drunk and taking a nap there is frowned upon; then there was his fling with a ( Read more... )

First email of the day:

"I've been watching curb your enthusiasm, don't know why I never noticed this
before, but you're going to look just like cheryl (larry's wife) when you
get older. Hah."

This weekend was fun even if it was pretty typical. A party, the pill, a show, French movies, a book and ice cream. Woke up extremely early on Saturday, and went on a mission for donuts which turned into an impromptu still-tipsy-enough-from-the-night-before shopping spree at Sephora. Took a nap afterward, and had that feeling of "What Did I DO?!" ( Read more... )

Lately I've been feeling like the retro-circa-1995-me. Almost leaving the rumble to see Tribe 8 spin at Hollywood! Ordering zines from old penpals! Planning to see Crass in NYC with Chris next weekend! Now all I need is to find all those sticker covered mix tapes sent from all over the country of Tuscadero, Team Dresch, Bikini Kill, Crayon, The ( Read more... )

Someone just gave me a meeting to set up WHILE I WAS PEEING! Seriously, aren't there rules about that ( Read more... )