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Saturday, March 09, 2002
Escuchela...la ciudad respirando
Went out with Alicia last night to be greeted by a group of un-n'er-do-wells who congratulated us in regards to International Women's Day. Yesterday until Tomorrow, a group of semi-strangers makes loud noises in our basement. Monday until Friday, two stand-up Ukrainian boys arrive for a visit. Friday until Monday, my sister and her boyfriend arrive to stay at my house.
posted by Record Album
@ 16:12
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Thursday, March 07, 2002
Today as I walked home, I felt like I heard the buzz of the universe. I wonder if it had anything to do with you new orleans folk getting your cards read. Obviously, I couldn't totally feel the universe hum, but the amount that I did was .
Vicki, if you read this---have you seen Gary yet? Ha ha.
Saw the Tao of Steve and I must recommend it.
posted by Record Album
@ 23:27
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good lord.
1) gazelle= had to be one of us, and I knew it would be you, all's right with the world.
2) I miss black people.
posted by K-Lo
@ 23:14
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Good evening ladies and gentlemen, this is kelly coffey posting live here from new orleans. So, just a quick run through of the week so far: arrived safely in tenessee [t-t-t-ttenessee (dear diary, i learned how to spell states in fifth grade)], got our tent set up by a drunk man from michigan who went by the name of bald baby tits, freezed tail feathers off in the smokey mountains, went on a hike, and got busted by the feds. the goverment now knows i exist...and they better get used to it! what? we were trewated to some great hospitality by one of our friend's parents in mississippi. that's right m-i-s-s-i-s-s-p-p-i. say it real fast. now, new orleans. the hostil is really cool. we went to the french quarter and i got my cards read and it was neat. i might get a tattoo (stay tuned!). smoking is permitted in every area. i decided i don't have to become and escort, but if i so desire to, i don't have to kill my soul, which i have been working on for months now, so i can stop and find a new project. that sentence was really for my own benifit. luck has been a lady to vicki last night as she was a lucky lady. i'll let her tell you, if she wants. but i will say this. the gazelle is d-d-d-dirty dirty. that's right. vicki + gazelle = what? i myself have not ben getting jiggy, but hey, in a city as flirtatious as this one who knows. shut up. anyway, i have to go now because someone is bothering me and i'm almost out of time. hope you guys are all doing well. see ya.
posted by Kelljoy
@ 21:26
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Hello, procrastibating here. How goes it? Oh yeah? Oh really?
Things that I am fascinated with currently:
how rape leads to character building and redemption on soap operas
how someone could repress their homosexuality to the point that they would get turned on by the other sex and be able to still get off
how side ponytails are in from now on b/c I said so
how you can create a pig nose and look really funny and realize you haven't done that in a long while
how I have pregnancy dreams a lot (it means you will give birth to a big idea)
and most importantly (I think I wrote about this before, but I could be mistaken) what are terms of affection in various languagues, especially english, for the person you are with, akin to "baby" but not akin to "honey" (meaning hott terms, not cheezy or lovey-dovey I'm in love with you terms). Now this I really want answers for, b/c I'm fascinated. Tell all tell all please please please!!!!
Also, I'm so fucking excited. The ukie exec board met today and we decided to have a former republics of the U.S.S.R. party which we would invite the other eastern european clubs to, but then we decided that that wouldn't work, b/c Poland would be missing and they really got shafted by the Soviets, too. So then it was decided that it would be a Fuck Stalin party. The invitation will read "Did your country get fucked by Stalin? Then come to Shatner at this and this time" and so forth. I can't fucking wait. There will be Twister with the asshole dictators that killed our people on it instead of colours and games of "communists vs. nationalists" and I'm hoping that if we publicise enough, the real communists will come and protest! Yee-haw! I can't wait. So if any of you are thinking of ever coming here, April 6th is the weekend to do so! This weekend is that brooklyn kid, weekend after is my sister and her "beau" and two weeks after that is le visiting boy. Things are looking good if I can just write this goddamn paper!!!! Hope you all are doing well. Drop an e-mail sometime at the hotmail address.
K--I'm sorry I haven't gotten back to you yet, but I'm setting aside a time when I ain't so busy, so I can do it proper! One love, and I mean it.
posted by Record Album
@ 00:39
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Tuesday, March 05, 2002
frankly, im not a shpy
posted by rayve nation
@ 23:52
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oh my goodness
roxy just tripped over Alex's guitar. it looks so to' up. she broke it.
posted by rayve nation
@ 22:45
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Monday, March 04, 2002
This world has begun to really disenchant me--500 people have died in India in the past 5 days and additional deaths have occured in Israel. I'm listening to Patsy Cline's loud smooth voice with a background of "bom bom bom" and have much work to do on the topic of Hinduism, actually. In other news, I had a good time in Chicago--Lesya is walking now and she got excited to see me.
Repressed homosexuality---my new intrigue. The ages-old topic of "is he gay?" came up, and people really tend to equate homosexuality with not behaving according to one's assigned gender role. I know that I am stating the obvious, but it amazes me everytime that it happens. And it makes me angry that I have to catch myself for it all the time. So alicia and marg. were adamant about the fact that someone could repress themselves to the extent that they would believe that they were turned on by the opposite sex, which I'm now believing, but was having a hard time of accepting previously. More on this later. My books say "times up asshole"
posted by Record Album
@ 16:50
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Sunday, March 03, 2002
what a funny night I had last night. I went to a couple parties and hung out with this kid Frank and I was really trashed and kept saying "Frankly, ______." We talked about philosophy a lot. It's his major. He's a cool dude. The place was 2 miles away from home, and I had to walk home (at 3 AM) and it was fucking cold man. Frank went with me to Walgreens and bought me a pack of cigarettes, which was nice. Then I started walking home. I didn't think I was going to make it-- I had had too much to drink and puked a few times at the party (Alcohol, here this: I'm done with you). So I was about 8 blocks from home and this guy who kindof looked like LLcoolJ was waiting for the bus and I asked him to say a prayer with me. He took of his glove and gave me his hand and I said "Dear Lord, it's cold. Please give me the endurance to make it the rest of the way home, and please look over this man who was kind enough to pray with me as he commutes to work and for the rest of the day." at this point, he nodded and said "amen, amen." So I said thanks and he said "Glad to do it, glad to DO IT man. You take care." and the rest of the way home, I didn't feel the biting wind AT ALL. I don't know if it was that comes with social experience or if it was the grace of god or what, but it sure was neat. In retrospect, I really could have done myself some harm, it was about 10 degrees and very windy and snowy.. I think my tongue is frostbitten and my feet are still cold and wet because I fell asleep in my chair when I got home.
posted by heinous
@ 11:05
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mike, you could just say "the best music in town"
posted by heinous
@ 10:56
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