everything

I miss everything about you,
though I hardly know you.

I long for
all that you are

because I know
I'm no part of that.

Wasted days

and wasted nights.

That is what today was. That's what today is.
There's the song to play me off.

In search of

I am in search of a new perfect raincoat.

Barely seen here is my current perfect rain coat. It's black and classy and buttoned and the length that I love so that when one is wearing a dress (which I rarely ever am) it's like you're wearing a trench dress over it and it reveals another dress. I always loved that in movies. &practically every one likes it, almost to a fault. 

I really like it too. 

Sooo I'm looking for non-black. Because everything I have is black. (Or gray my favorite)
&that's not very eclectic.
Speaking of music, which that word always reminds me of, music.
I have been really obsessed with this song, 

which has sprung me into my much needed and sought after Roots phase. I've waited for it for a while. I stumbled upon the Things Fall Apart album because I'm now reading the book by the same title. Which is actually really annoying because it's written in HUGE FONT like the young adult books I fucking hate and it explains every single thing. The simplest dialogue and most common phrase is foot noted and in bold. So half the page is footnotes and half of the half that is actual writing is in bold, which is a bother, to say the least. It's like reading Shakespeare(which I'm doing) but every single word is foot noted and you can't interpret anything on your own! Not to mention it's written in extremely simple language, which makes the book almost condescending.


Did I mention I hate young adult fiction?
Here's something, when I went to Wordstock 2011 (WOO!) there were a ton of young adult writers there; to a fault, I'd say. I did hear a little discussion by the author of Crank though. That was alright.
That rant cut short- I don't respect young adult fiction. At all.

So off of that Tangent Train, back to my quest for my rain coat!
I think the universe is telling me something, because two days in a row, on my way home I've seen two women with perfect, and I do mean perfect red raincoats. How often does perfection come?
Not usually twice.

So here I go on this quest that I was going to get right into but then I got distracted and just screwed around on the internet doing nothing on my only day off and didn't find my raincoat. Or even look. Now it's the end of this day and I even missed the Simpsons. Also, my eyes hurt.
So there I go on a bitching tangent.

And here I actually go, finally, after 10pm, to find this raincoat, for under $60.
Wish me luck.


On a side note, my brother has been watching The Matrix for a solid three days. Just sayin'.

I can tell that we are gonna be friends.

Met a boy
who likes Velvet Underground
and would read Brokeback Mountain with me.


that's pretty special.
I can tell that we are gonna be friends.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tFRiHeAuuk8

&the other...I'll just say two things;

Actor. Dreams.

Tetris payed off

Today what I pretty much did was grocery shopping and woke up.

The wake up part actually proved to be very challenging...
I had to wake up at NOON, by my own force because tomorrow I have to be downtown at 3pm.

(I got out of bed at 2, for the record.)

Which sounds fucking stupid to 90% of you.
But-- the other day I thought I would wake up at eleven, 
and I ended up sleeping in till 4!

I am a zombie, by the way.


So anyway, I'm really afraid of over sleeping for this appointment because then maybe they won't take me as a volunteer at the children's museum&and all this terrible stuff will happen, and maybe I'm so tired I look stoned (,happens to me all the time! People think i'm stoned all the time..).


So anwyho, I had to down Nyquil (after sleeping tea) at 5am,
That was cool.

I'm not sick i'm just sick.

So after grocery shopping there was a fucking abundance of food.
Like a plethora of snacks, which after you've gone shopping you're really like,
"We still don't really have food."

And cramming the food in there was frustrating,
but in the end like a work of art.
(This makes me think of an article I read about what's in Prince's fridge)

...and so, there it is.
I am amazing.

If you're wondering what all those plastic bags are; they're 50 chicken patties.

If you're wondering what someone does with fifty chicken patties,
so am I.

talking 'bout my generation

“Our Generation has had no Great war, no Great Depression. 
Our war is spiritual. Our depression is our lives.”

Chuck Palahniuk

Funny people talking and glasses

I couldn't find a funny person wearing glasses so I'll give you this.

Fucking LOVE this wtf podcast with Adam Corrola. 

"I like everyone

and don't like everyone at the same time"

-Adam Corrola

bookmark;

DIY site that could be good or bad but I figure I will look at later.

I NEEEED

These beautiful glasses that I want.

(and will get)

eventually.

 

Also I left my glasses at my Tia's house who lives in the desert.

Talking Funny

Lately I've been obsessed with hearing funny people talk.

 

&this one just cause.