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syncope at 12:52am on 03/10/2008
syncope at 12:52am on 03/10/2008To come down from my rageaholic episode regarding the debates, I'm listening to Patrick's "Love Lockdown" cover on repeat.
I was thinking earlier this morning before I actually got out of bed, in the hazy state I have lately where I fall back and out of lucid dreaming for about two hours, that we live in an amusing time when artists (or anyone) can basically record their karaoke versions of anything and throw them up on the net. That's what this song is. It's Patrick not so much reinterpreting this song as just singing along w/ Kanye. I'm not opposed necessarily as I am deeply in love with Patrick, but it's also...weird.
Yeah, I've been a bit absent lately. Nate was here and I was busy w/ that madness. I had a very nice mini-vaycay in my own city doing touristy crap and just being myself w/ someone I love a lot. It's nice to do that sometimes. Now that he's been here I guess I can say I've officially moved to Los Angeles. So, where're my housewarming presents, bitches? There are a BUNCH of pictures, let me see if Nate uploaded them to my flikr like he was supposed to...oic, no he uploaded two and I guess got distracted checking his email or something. JERK!!!! I don't want to just link to my flikr because there are personal photos, so I guess I have to wait until jerkwad sends...oh, right, yeah, we had a convo about that. He's sending them to me. Sometimes when he talks it's like Peanuts grown ups--the feeling's mutual, trust me.
So other than that my mom's POed at me because she continues to not understand the time diff and calls me when I'm still working and is all "why don't you have time for your MOTHER?" and I'm like "look, between my jewish mom and jewish boss I got too much to deal with, ok?" The similarities are eerie. I think half of my ability to cope w/ my boss is that I treat him like I do my mom.
Him/her: [flagrently over the top flailing about next to nothing]
Me: You're totally right. [Bait and switch.]
That method works well, try it. That tip's free.
Talked to Amber today. She's not coming to Wincon, but she IS moving to LA in January so I suppose I can't complain. I can complain about Julia not staying over Sunday night at the Con, though. Who's staying over Sunday? BE MY FRIEND!
As you can see, I'm killing time until Jenn gets home so we can watch SPN.
People who have disappeared. I find this in turns creepy and very socially telling. Everyone in this list is white, right? Also, the people who clearly died in a boating or air accident shouldn't count. It should be "People who walked out of their house like it was a normal day and were never heard from again!" That aspect of it is creepy. Being post-modern, I basically assume they all met a foul end from some violent crime, but it's interesting how people in the past didn't always think that. There was a glimmer of hope that X person had just scarpered off to...join the circus or something and one day they would pop back up like Whitey Bolger or something. It's the sort of naive attitude that I've never quite grasped and sort of smells like faded violets and tastes like rose jelly chocolates to me. The whole Roanoke colony thing has always intrigued me, too. It's just SO CREEPY. The fuck happened to those people, anyway? Being the cynic I am, I assume mass murder, but maybe something else could have happened. ITT your theories on that!
I was thinking earlier this morning before I actually got out of bed, in the hazy state I have lately where I fall back and out of lucid dreaming for about two hours, that we live in an amusing time when artists (or anyone) can basically record their karaoke versions of anything and throw them up on the net. That's what this song is. It's Patrick not so much reinterpreting this song as just singing along w/ Kanye. I'm not opposed necessarily as I am deeply in love with Patrick, but it's also...weird.
Yeah, I've been a bit absent lately. Nate was here and I was busy w/ that madness. I had a very nice mini-vaycay in my own city doing touristy crap and just being myself w/ someone I love a lot. It's nice to do that sometimes. Now that he's been here I guess I can say I've officially moved to Los Angeles. So, where're my housewarming presents, bitches? There are a BUNCH of pictures, let me see if Nate uploaded them to my flikr like he was supposed to...oic, no he uploaded two and I guess got distracted checking his email or something. JERK!!!! I don't want to just link to my flikr because there are personal photos, so I guess I have to wait until jerkwad sends...oh, right, yeah, we had a convo about that. He's sending them to me. Sometimes when he talks it's like Peanuts grown ups--the feeling's mutual, trust me.
So other than that my mom's POed at me because she continues to not understand the time diff and calls me when I'm still working and is all "why don't you have time for your MOTHER?" and I'm like "look, between my jewish mom and jewish boss I got too much to deal with, ok?" The similarities are eerie. I think half of my ability to cope w/ my boss is that I treat him like I do my mom.
Him/her: [flagrently over the top flailing about next to nothing]
Me: You're totally right. [Bait and switch.]
That method works well, try it. That tip's free.
Talked to Amber today. She's not coming to Wincon, but she IS moving to LA in January so I suppose I can't complain. I can complain about Julia not staying over Sunday night at the Con, though. Who's staying over Sunday? BE MY FRIEND!
As you can see, I'm killing time until Jenn gets home so we can watch SPN.
People who have disappeared. I find this in turns creepy and very socially telling. Everyone in this list is white, right? Also, the people who clearly died in a boating or air accident shouldn't count. It should be "People who walked out of their house like it was a normal day and were never heard from again!" That aspect of it is creepy. Being post-modern, I basically assume they all met a foul end from some violent crime, but it's interesting how people in the past didn't always think that. There was a glimmer of hope that X person had just scarpered off to...join the circus or something and one day they would pop back up like Whitey Bolger or something. It's the sort of naive attitude that I've never quite grasped and sort of smells like faded violets and tastes like rose jelly chocolates to me. The whole Roanoke colony thing has always intrigued me, too. It's just SO CREEPY. The fuck happened to those people, anyway? Being the cynic I am, I assume mass murder, but maybe something else could have happened. ITT your theories on that!
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