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Saturday, December 15, 2001
During finals, Alicia usually gets into this mode where she studies a lot, but she also listens to music a lot. Jeff Buckley, newer Leonard Cohen, Kristen Hersh...and she repeatedly says "fuck school, it's all bullshit...it's all about the music" in this half-joking way. And it would be illegitimate coming from anyone else, but when she says this particular commercialized slogan, you just get to believing it. And right now, I'm listening to this brilliant CKUT yet again. Except it's not making me crazy, it's just making me really love music. And the announcers voice is oozing sex over the speakers and he keeps talking about a Japanese English teacher who will be there guest tonight, whose name seems to be "Krish-tyan". And the music, oh the music! It's ethnic, then rock, then lounge, then jazz, all set to these fucking fabulous beats that make them into slow grooves. And I just keep dancing and reading, dancing and reading. And once in a while, I'll peak out the back window to see the man that sits in the orange room for hours on end moving back and forth and back and forth, and I can never figure out what he's doing---loom weaving or jacking off have been my best bets.
On an irrelated topic, this ukrainian girl was over today telling me how my motorbike-riding ex-crush is going out with that girl who I had met at the wine and cheese who was all "see that boy, he's my boyfriend, he just doesn't know it yet" and I had been all "that's MY fake boyfriend!". The ukie girl told me that they all hate her and call her "ratface" and I couldn't stop laughing. I'm laughing typing that. It's really terrible that I would laugh at someone who has done nothing to me for being called ratface, but I just have to laugh, because that poor fool passed up gold for a date with a ratface.
posted by Record Album
@ 02:24
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Friday, December 14, 2001
Haven't paid tuition so I can't register for school, which really really fucking sucks, because by now, I am probably already blocked out of the classes I need to take. Fuck that shit one hundred times over.
I have been intermittently listening to CKUT and passing out and reading my material ever since I got up. CKUT has had wonderful sequences of performance art-like shit in which a half hour is given over to a combination of noises--y'know glass shattering, foot thumping, you name it they had it. And then I creeped myself out because what I was understanding to be all Edgar Allan Poe locking people up alive shit, could have been a different story to someone else, and why was I conjuring up images of death? And now my scouts are coming in an hour and a half and I have shit to do that's so much more important than this, and why should I clean my room for them?! and max is fucking keeping his distance b/c of my exams, and all I really want is to go over to his house and sleep in his nice queen sized bed in a nice fucking clean apartment without distractions and then go do my exams and be brilliant!!!!!! That's all I ask!!!!
posted by Record Album
@ 14:36
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I am so Audi 5000
posted by rayve nation
@ 13:27
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i'm in the home stretch here guys.
I am almost finished writing this 3 - 4 page paper due tomorrow, and then I will begin studying for my two finals, the first one being in 6.5 hours. i swear to god, once i get through this i am going to sleep for a long, long time. I can't even imagine how I am going to feel when this shit is over.
posted by rayve nation
@ 00:31
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Thursday, December 13, 2001
Last night, I was re-reading some old posts from last year and I read my description of getting up at 6 am and not being able to sleep and then going back to sleep two hours later only to awaken at 5 fucking p.m., thinking that only 10 minutes had passed. How depressing that feeling was and still is.
In reading "McLuhan's children: The Greenpeace message and the media" I came across an interesting bit of information: "During the Gulf War of 1991, the Pentagon used CNN as its prime carrier of disinformation because it knew that Saddam Hussein was watching" which just rerererereconfirms the fact that the media is just a manipulative vehicle of corporate America, which in turn is the close brother of the United States government.
This kid from Conneticut, John, whose always over here speaking in one of my least favorite languages: republican, is cleaning our house for 60 bucks. Because we knew he was coming, we have been swines for the past few days, leaving orange peels and papers on the floor without a second thought.
Back to analyzing people's socially constructed views of the environment.
posted by Record Album
@ 23:55
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this is soo gross/creepy
posted by rayve nation
@ 15:43
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here are some hott traxx:
01. Berlin - take my breath away
02. Sinead O'Connor - Nothing Compares To You
03. Tiffany - i think we're alone now (acually made out to this song
04. Billy Ocean - Get Outta My Dreams, Get Into My Car
05. Cocteau Twins - Lorelei (or any othr song by themfor that matter)
06. my bloody valentine - when you sleep
07. Duran Duran - Hungry Like The Wolf
08. nena - just a dream
09. The Softies - The Best Days
10. Bjork - Come To Me (heel yah matt) or....An Echo, A Stain or Vnus As A Boy
11. Bjork - All Is Full Of Love (Funkstorung Exclusive mix)
12. New Order - Ceremony
13. Cat Power - Sa of Love
14. air - sexy boy (cassius radio mix)
15. police - every breath you take
16. the turtles - happy togther
17. Promise Ring - Red & Blue Jeans
18. Halo Benders - Virginia Reel Around The Fountain
hmmmm....thats all i can think of for now. these are also all mp's of mine. Now I'm gonna go make out / finish my 10 page paper and start studying for my final that is in 4 hours
posted by rayve nation
@ 03:12
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re: make out tape
1. dos gardenias- BVSC
2. Aimee Mann- Save Me
3. Al Green- Here I am Baby
4. Aphex Twin- Girl Boy Song
5. Badly Drawn Boy- Bewilderbeast
6. Beatles- Sexy Sadie (anthology version)
7. Beck- Deborah
8. Bela Fleck- Big Country
9. Belle and Sebastian - Simple Things
10. Beulah- Warmer
11. Bjork- Come to Me (is it obvious that I'm going through my list of Mp3s yet? These songs are making me want to make out with myself... Anyway, I'll speed up this process, because I am driving to columbus ohio by myself tomorrow)
12. Cardigans- Explore
13. Dire Straits- Sultans of Swing
14. Ella Fitzgerald- Under my Skin
15. Frank Sinatra- Witchcraft
17. Gipsy Kings- Volare
18. Herbie Mann- Summertime
19. ike and tina turner- ain't nobody's business
20. jeff buckley- lover, you should've come over
21. kenny rogers- ruby, don't take your love to town
22. Led Zeppelin- Tangerine
23. lou reed- sunday morning
24. manfred krüg- danke fur die abend
25. neutral milk hotel- glue
26. ozma- natalie portman
27. paul simon- america
28. q-tip- breath and stop
29. rolling stones- wild horses
30. santo and johnny- sleepwalk
31. sublime- it's so nice (acoustic version)
32. thelonius monk- blue monk
33. u2- numb
34. velvet underground (or cowboy junkies) sweet jane
35. the who- love rain o'er me
36. xtc - man who murdered love
37. yngvie malmsteen (anything by this guitar god)
38. zombies - she's not there
ok. well, this is a pretty coked out makeout tape, especially since it's way longer than makeout ever lasts. but we can all have dreams, cant we? CAN'T WE? best of luck
-matthew
posted by heinous
@ 01:33
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Wednesday, December 12, 2001
first of all, the scrambling and caffinating of the last days of school has made you all wonderfully insane and amusing.
second, COME HOME NOW!! ahem, I've been home for I don't know, 4 (?) days now and have successfully fallen into hibernation mode. I went for a drive into the city last night, up the drive, down michigan, up roosevelt- I couldn't help myself. it was nice, but lacked two things: 1) you 2) roxanne.
steph- guns 'n roses- paradise city. as far as make out music, y'all know I like led zeppelin, but just 'cuz I'm a rockstar like that. I have a funny story to go along with that, but not for the internet's ears.
I'm gonna start work tomorrow, and I'm 99% sure it will suck.
sobriety is so lame.
posted by K-Lo
@ 18:11
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oh man, ive started hearing things from no sleep/coffee. im so fucked. fuck fuck fuckity fuck. i have to finish this english paper that is the sassiest thing i have ever written for a class. it's already half a week late. the professor emailed me asking if i was going to turn it in or not. yes, yes i am, jerk. get off my back, man. tomorrow i have to finish my gigantic riot grrrl paper that is becomming a monster of a doozy. too much information! i think too hard! need simple analysis! zen-master! ass-master! VAS-MASTER!
i keep hearing somebody calling my name. and not in a longing way. not even in a children of the corn way. in a grating way. "vicki! vicki! i am going to bother you! blah blah blah...let me tell you some insipid story youve already heard twice even though you have all this shit to do! blah blah blah."
talking talking talking. no more college please. make them stop demanding my attention.
beloit college = orphanage. me = mrs. hannigan and annie keeps tugging at my trousers under the stall door. cant i even take a piss in peace, annie? goddamit! where's that bald sugar daddy when i need him?
seth porter is going to hound me down tomorrow and make me do this stupid fucking root lab for botany even though i never want to think about botany again. NEVER NO MORE FLOWERS NO MORE. i mean, i love the kid but whenever he calls i know it's about botany and i want to be like "im not here!". why am i writing this?
i really love "get it while you can" by janis joplin. i dont know if she wrote this, im gonna bet no, but she sings it like it's the word of god. i vaguely remember hearing it in high school and being like, "gee, this is the story of my life, sigh, sigh, im so learn-ed and experienced. i know everything" now that i actually know everything (heh) i realize that it shouldnt be the story of my life, but the point.
"so if someone comes along/ he's gonna give you some love and affection/ i say get it while you can, yeah/ honey get it while you can/ dont you turn your back on love" amen. how fucking perfect. please, all of you, download it now. i know each one of you sick, sad bastards will appreciate it.
(OH MY GOD! the sound of janna spitting in the fucking bathroom sink makes me so angry! i know the sound of her spitting anywhere. ive got my fucking door closed and i can still hear it! GO TO SLEEP! what the fuck!? why does she spit so much? and with such force? what is her deal!? every morning, every night, and sometimes mid-day - it is truly my least favorite sound in the world. i was going to put that i would rather listen to my parents having sex than her spitting in the sink, but that's really sick and inappropriate)
vain confession: i think i lost like five pounds (or maybe my vision is just deteriorating, either way) and now all i wanna do is look at my new svelte self in the mirror. im the biggest asshole alive.
this was the most pointless shit ive ever written down.
posted by vic
@ 03:12
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Tuesday, December 11, 2001
wow...two blogs in one day! my first!
Wait! three blogs in one day!
Yawzah! Red hot!
posted by Kelljoy
@ 23:44
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RE: make out session song inspection
this is what popped into my head first: Mazzy Star - fade into you (duh), al green - let's get it on, any barry white, uh, ramstein's Du Hast, actually, Cowboy Junkies cover of Sweet Jane is tres excellent as it is mellow, slow, pretty, and kinda sexy, Paul SLaven's cover of the Pixies song cactus is really sexy, new order? creed? i don't thnik i've ever actually made out to music or tried to trick someone into making out with me by means of music, so my suggestions might be sort of uptight. or are they out of sight!
posted by Kelljoy
@ 23:43
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Hey, who knows some good make-out music for my make-out mix tape that I will make instead of studying?
posted by Record Album
@ 23:11
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When did you hear me playing Young Americans? see, we live together. we's is pals. (vomit). I can't wait to go home! I have big plans. big plans as in gluing tissue paper to plastic plant pots. i might plant some plants in these pots, but i'm really not sure yet. don't want to get too ahead of myself. Actually, right now i don't care if i go home, but i know i will later. that's why i said that. you know, so i don't have to post it later. and on that note, boy oh boy, the south of france is beautiful. It's nice to take a break from my exciting, but oh so lonely job of super slooth. Only Brenda Starr knows my pain. I'll tell you, i miss the days when speaking english was king, which is probably why i post so much on here. I feel so much more comfortable speaking in my native tongu,rather than esperanto. i still can't get those grammar rules right. vicki, i'm sorry your marriage to adam duritz didn't work out, but for god sakes, he could barely speak the universal language. i think that says something about his character. the rest of you--i can't nbelive that the rock band you all signed up to join together was actaully an unbreakable 10 year contract to work in a rock quary. good luck with that. goodbye for now*!
*written in esperanto
posted by Kelljoy
@ 21:39
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Holy fuck do I love school. Yeah finals eat me alive, but when I'm in that last stretch of studying and my mind is being jammed and crammed with all this beautiful knowledge and I'm just learning learning learning and sweet bitter coffee and cigarettes, thousands, just smoldering and ashing and breaks with Ella talking whose more patriarchal: Judaism or Christianity? And "when you get your son sliced, can I come to the bris?..." and these khakis, they fit real nice except for this top band which presses my skin in and makes a layer of flab inevitably jut out because my body has no room to go. And I get these wonderful bursts of genius, during break, I will write a brilliant polemic on the patriarchy of the Ukrainian catholic church, and I will hand it to that priest---he'll be so flabbergasted and bewildered---he's been in the dark about women for so long, he just doesn't know what to do...he must answer me, or be defeated as a failure in his occupation. It will be wonderful. And I read the Maleus Malefarcium, the directions for identifying witches, 85 percent of the exectuted witches are women, in fact two German towns were left with only one woman each. So here's a tip for the ladies, derived directly from the Maleus: too much sex? You can stop those bothersome erections with cocks' testicles. Women got the rope if a man couldn't get it up. Now, I find it just a bit ironic that a cock and testicles can be stopped by the testicles of a cock. And I slept for a bit listening to Ani DiFranco and jumped out of bed to listen to my Soul Generation album, and was dancing to "Get up: I feel like being a sex machine"--shaking my god blessed money maker, while I wrote the first few sentences. And I have the best fucking sister ever. She sent me a card with pictures, but signed and wrote it as if she was a from-Ukraine Ukrainian friend of my sisters, and tricked me. I love tricks!!!!!
In the bad bad bad department, ella, talia, and talia's roommate gemma, and I went to this outlet mall in the fucking suburbs. French outlet malls, with barely any people around and that terrible fucking Christ=capitalism music is playing with those holiday decorations shoved down your fucking throat, and the only thing that is missing is your mom. I hate the suburbs. I know that those are my unfortunate/fortunate roots, but I just can't shake it anymore. Give me my city. Give me my restaurants and little stores and grimy sidewalk covered in gum and make it all on one nice street that's so close to you. How can I go back to living in River Forest? River fucking Forest where the grass is green and the girls are pretty...and there is nothing to fucking do. (Sidenote to you cockrockin' assholes: who sings that grass is green and the girls are pretty song?)
posted by Record Album
@ 21:34
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sorry about that downer of a post. i was having a real tough moment. now "young american" is playing, the whole campus looks cute, and ive got ten pages of riot grrrl paper to write. the world is looking up.
posted by vic
@ 18:13
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Monday, December 10, 2001
i dont know what im doing with myself. i keep torturing myself with really sad music (bob dylan - just like a woman, liz phair - if i ever pay you back, mazzy star for pete's sake...) i have been lying to myself about men my whole life, and now the truest thing ive ever felt is going to break my heart. i can feel my chest tightening when i think about it. i dont want to tighten and i dont want to crumble. i am dreading the airport. i am a mess.
pretty funny when you look at it like this: the boy i thought i was in love with (pshaaaw! what a joke that is to me now!) was going to leave me to go to another country and i was relishing in the deliciousness of that sweet parting. now it's happening for real: real boy, real country, really leaving, really a love, really a big fucking loss.
everytime we have to part, even just after dinner, it's painful. it's getting more painful by the second. i have to do all this work which is insignificant in the greater meaning of everything that truly matters. trite, but true, that only thing that is worth a goddamn second of anyone's time is loving another person, and being loved in return. beyond that, why am i even waking up in the morning?
i want my face to stop being this puffy and red.
posted by vic
@ 20:44
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hey mike, he sees you when you're sleeping...and i have stayed awake. Now i can't tell bad from good and i just want to bake. but man, i'm in the home stretch. four more pages of this magnificant bastard of a paper. by two o'clock i might add. well gee whiz! what am i doing here?! i gotta go! good luck with your stuff ray ray.
posted by Kelljoy
@ 11:40
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i finally saw the matrix last night. apparently i am the last one (please read w/ sean connery accent) to see it. it was good. i enjoyed it a lot. i really want to see it again though because there were either a) plot holes or b) there was a bunch of science fiction stuff that i didnt care about/ didnt understand. i had no idea what the movie was about and when it began i got really bored because there was hinting that it was going to be a indictment of capitalist society, of which i am kinda tired. but then all of a sudden it busted out with all that pod-people shit and i was so pleased. all of the black people in that movie are "wise", except for the messiah character who no matter what, hollywood is never going to make black. black people may know what's up, but you still better believe that the white man is saving your ass.
in related movie news: it is imperative that all of you watch as many martin scorsese films as possible. i have become a bit obsessed.
that santa clause thing made me laugh out loud, mike.
posted by vic
@ 11:28
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I have been up all night typing a stupid paper which is due in an hour and which i have only 4 of the 8 pages typed. I have been blakcing out every ten minutes or so, and this last time when i did it, i woke up to find that i had typed 'santa clause?' for no particular reason.
posted by rayve nation
@ 08:16
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kelly has a Stevie Nicks icon on AIM. it's truly outrageous!
posted by rayve nation
@ 01:54
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