This is one for the books. So last night I dreamed that it was time to go back to school again and I went shopping at this thrift store to get some clothes, but I spent way too much money and Bequi was there in a reed dress with her hair in these two braided cones yelling at me. Weird. anyway, I saw Kevin, and he was wearing dark sunglasses and ( Read more... )

I love working at art museums. Today our dreadlocked receptionist introducedd me to the museum's pet fish, guppy (if only his name had been Renoir or something, it would have been perfect), and the pink plastic lawn flamingo in the fake potted plant next to the desk. I learned how to use the ridiculously complex copy machine, and I looked through ( Read more... )

So last night I slept for 11 hours in my full-sized bad and didn't feel guilty because I knew that I had no obligations today and I had crazy drawn-put dreams (You'll like this one Jena) about being in some improv troupe with all these women. Today I will sit down and read THE ENTIRE PAPER while eating a breakfast that is not from the Pierce ( Read more... )

I wouldn't call it homesickness, but lately I've been remembering my favorite things to do at home in the spring, and as much fun as I'm having here, I can't wait to go back to MInneapolis and bike across the washington avenue brigde and along the river, and get a sandwich from Surdyk's and coffee from Tarachino's and get my hair cut by Denny and ( Read more... )

So yesterday I went to my first critical mass ever and it was amazing. Imagine hundreds of people biking with speakers blasting your favorite songs by the who and blowing bubbles off the back all over chicago, from downtown to chinatown to pilsen to wicker park and back again and stoppping to block off an intersection with our sheer mass and dance ( Read more... )

So I went and saw Gogol Bordello play last night at the Metro (which was surrounded by drunk cubs fans who were simultaneously amusing and obnoxious) which was amazing and involved much uninhibited dnacing and jumping up and down and concluded with the lead singer and drummer being hoisted up on a huge drum and passed around the crowd. Afterwards ( Read more... )

So I saw V for Vendetta last night and thoroughly enjoyed it. Having just finished reading Discipline and Punish by Foucault, it actually made a lot more sense. I feel really pretentious saying that, but it's true. Michel had his name written all over that movie ( Read more... )

So tonight Femmaj had it's annual V-day Celebration, which consisted of a reading of the Vagina Monologues (I got to spread the word about the wonderous capacity of the clitoris) while I "womaned" (we decided that "manned" was innaporpriate for the occasion)the vibrator raffle stand (Unfortunately, I did not win, although I got some free soy ice ( Read more... )

...I woke up to the sound of my boss's voice on the phone telling me that I was ten minutes late for work and I was in my warm bed in my fucking PAJAMAS and there were screaming little children in the background and then my boss says "you hear that? That's the sound of FIFTY children waiting to go into the gallery for a tour" and so I jump out of ( Read more... )

So was anyone else struck by the fact that Bush didn't mention hurricane Katrina, like, AT ALL last night? Watching the state of the union was much more eventful then I thought it would be. I went to Megan's house to watch it with the rest of the gals from feminist majority to we could sooth each other's pain and heckle together, and someone came ( Read more... )