i am a traitor to the party. i am cranky and bored and tired and not drunk, and then also annoyed at myself for all of the above. also, dick clark’s rockin eve ended at 11pm – what’s up with that? happy new year, everybody.
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i am a traitor to the party. i am cranky and bored and tired and not drunk, and then also annoyed at myself for all of the above. also, dick clark’s rockin eve ended at 11pm – what’s up with that? happy new year, everybody.
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tonight will be fantastic. i was going to go to nyc for a bash at a private party at a bar. but i bailed b/c it was just too much to throw together since i just returned from RIC and since im sick and since i need to find someone to move into my old room. so instead, i’ll be with the following cast of characters:
lisa: bitchy smart and sweet friend from high school who has a BF in chicago. she doesnt drink much and loves to dance. make that Loves to Dance. and she’s a great dancer.
heather: girly friend from high school who’s sassy. she has blond hair and got it cut today and also had the underneath dyed pink in honor of nye. i cant wait to see it. she’ll be rockin something super cute to match the hair.
alex: my friend from sixth grade whom i love dearly. he is currently rocking dreds and will have a pink and grey kangol to go with heather’s hair, along with something fly on the bod…while he wanted to wear new choco brown pinstriped hugo boss pants that he’s been talking about for over a month now, i think he’s going to go with a pink checkered button-up and this super-cute jacket from some boutique in soho. al is the best. he hates excuses and loves a good party. he also likes ‘lemon-limes’ which are really just frozen minutemaid limeade concentrate and vodka mixed with ice in a blender. yummy..
and me. i get to wear a white sleeveless shirt that says ‘WEIRD’ in silver and rhinestones on the front. i think it’s funny because i hate baby Ts and i hate tight shirts that say things like ‘porn star’ and ‘bitch’ and ‘naughty’….(especially on girls who think it’s “wild” to wear something like that)… so i think weird is funny b/c it’s so uncool. BUT — the cool part of my outfit is this really wide band of silver sequins that im wearing as a belt around my hips. it’s probably three or four inches wide and it looks cute with the shirt. i went out at lunch today and bough fake eyelashes and silver nail polish. FUN!
my embarassing moment today: went to the bank and couldnt remember my address. i knew the basic number that went into the 4-digit house number, but couldnt remember their order. and i got it wrong. plus, ive tried to call home twice in the last two days, and have called the wrong number both times. it’s time for me to move somewhere i consider home. it’s getting ridiculous not knowing where i live.
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a little slow on this one, but go and play:
fly guy
the best flash i think i have seen.
and the party is tonight. its not to late to make it – alex j. might still be coming down from nyc, so whats stopping you? ‘predator’ at 5pm, ‘commando’ after, ‘running man’ before (if we can find it). then more boozing and music and craziness. time to let your hair down.
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now you too can pretend to be at the party tonight. i present to you a fairly complete, but not totally done, playlist of whats going on tonight. yes, quickly find all the songs you dont have and press play. this is what we are going to be hearing, in a semi-alphabetic order.
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props to chris for the beastie boys annotated lyrics. i had to read through all of hello nasty b/c i love that album and know most of the words but havent ever seen an annotation so ive just had to infer. nice.
id like to pass along my own little dictionary for rap. it’s the greatest site ive ever seen, and was really helpful with a paper i wrote in college that talked about the commercialization of hip hop and rappers’ appeal to their own communities in an effort to ‘keep it real.’ try www.rapdict.org. or click here.
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I learned a new word today:
trustafarian
n. – A trust fund recipient who, in lieu of working for a living, sits around in an expensive Manhattan apartment and gets high all day.
Also, in looking for the exact wording on this post’s title I found a great site for annotated Beastie Boys lyrics on the web. What’s especially cool is that it lists the source of all the samples in the songs. Check out the Paul’s Boutique section.
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friday night was just what i needed. i’m so glad i didn’t cop-out to my sit-home-and-be-depressed-but-try-not-to-cry attitude. it reminded me of school and also made me realize how much i miss having a posse of friends in my locality. also it made me want to live in dc, which i have never wanted before.
there’s so many other things i am thinking about that need to be left unsaid.
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yesterday was a flashback.
i ran to ellwood thompsons to pick up some foodage. i see a girl who looks like, but no it isnt, jill zablowski. whose last name i think i murdered just now. i hooked up with her sophmore year; she being one of the string of two week ‘j’ girls. it was a bad experience – i was avoiding blowout, she was…herself? i remember she had on bad bra/underwear. and i wouldnt tell her my last name in some pathetic attempt to be anyomous. or have it not mean anything.
not only did she eventually track down my last name, but a few weeks later, at my parents house, i get a christmas card from her. creeped me out.
but seeing what i thought was her made me reconsider it all. i was ready to be mature about the whole thing. ready, finally, to treat her like a human being, something i didnt do all those years ago. i was proud, for a moment, at my maturity and my ability to put my stupidity behind myself.
and wait. that is her. she avoids eye contact, even when i smile. i delay my purchases, to give her time to run away. then i check out. as i leave the store, celeste is standing there. celeste, who is standing with jill. celeste who i like and am on good terms with. i stop to talk, esp since they are standing right in front of the door.
celeste is co-curator of the art nouveau show at the va musuem right now. so she is well.
jill, on the other hand, never gives me even half a second to reconcile being an immature ass. she avoids eye contact and stays way out of even conversational reach. so i wave, say godbye, making sure to call her by name and move on.
and then i end up going out with britney and courtney last night. i didnt expect to. i expected to hang out with linda, but drama prevented that. i expected britney not to call, like what happened this summer in phoenix, but that too did not occur. she called. ben and i went to legend and met up with them.
strangely, john beril seems to be working there and we said hello. his stare was as glassy as i have ever seen. he called us all by name and then walked away. there was zero conversation. none. not even ‘how are you?’ one of the oddest things ive ever seen.
britney has not really changed from high school, while courtney is a different person.
after hours spent with them (highlight: swing dancing in the aisle at the border with britney.), i ended up following britney home while she packed. we sat around and psycho-analyzed her. nothing new, nothing we didnt do all through high school.
its weird to me that so many of m girlfriends seem so self-obsessed. mainly about boys. i dont mean to be mean to any of them. i just cant count how many conversations i have had sitting around giving advice on how to deal with boys. and the conversation never turns to me or anything about me at all.
but it was good. even if i did close m eyes when britney changed clothes. it was like 1993 all over again. and a small (or large) part of me was thankful for that.
so it was a flashback day, covering the years 1992-1995. whee.
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