I just had my first cigarette since three yesterday morning. That's twenty-two hours. Twenty-two!

DJ, Saara and I set out for Two Rivers at 6.30 this morning. (Thanksgiving on 2 hours of sleep will never be a good idea for me.) Can I tell you right now how much I love DJ? He's the most wonderful friend in the universe for taking us up here. From ( Read more... )

I love Thanksgiving. I don't care what anyone says. I hate Christmas, but I absolutely adore Thanksgiving. It's the only time my whole family gets together. We all go up north, eat ourselves to stupidity and break out our guitars and play Irish music. There's nothing that has such a warm place in my heart. My family is hilarious - sarcastic, biting ( Read more... )

Last night I briefly fell back in love with rock n roll. Nate Denver was not only a really nice guy, I also really liked his music. Fucking hilarious, well-written lyrics. Pitchfork hated him, so I feel even more justified in liking him.

That's it. MVP luau tonight. Be there.

I had vivid dreams last night about peeling nail polish and the 70s version of Romeo and Juliet. No "[blank]s On Ice" dreams, though. That's sad. They're weird, but I really enjoy them. So far I've had Mermaids on Ice (I was watching it from this convoluted hotel room), Witches on Ice (we had pet pterodactyls!), and Mummies on Ice (they wrapped me ( Read more... )

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Here are some pictures from last night to tide you over until I really write.

And everyone has a Livejournal. Everyone in the world. The people who don't have a Livejournal just don't exist. Yup.

I was walking to work yesterday and for some reason, I looked at a guy crossing the street toward me. I stopped for a moment and did a quadruple-take, trying to shake the dust from my underused memory. Yes, yes I did know him. It was Chad, who was 19 or 20 when I was 15. He used to give me rides places and we'd hang out until 2 in the morning. He'd ( Read more... )

Ryan Poortenga once told me there isn't anything feminine about me. Well, take that, Poortenga! I win!

I've become fascinated with the affect pepper spray has on me. It burns, but it's so interesting. I have yet to spray it directly in my face - I don't know what would happen ( Read more... )

So I should be getting my Neighborhoodie tomorrow. The Free Norah campaign is turning it up a notch. Whoo-hoo ( Read more... )