more posts are on the way

i've decided to start blogging again, even when i'm not blogging. i'm sure i can figure that out. someday. the usual people came over for a spur of the moment i love the 90's party. it was fun, but the show wasn't quite as good as i expected. i keep thinking about how summer is almost up. only about 4 weeks i think. it's, a pity, especially since i had much higher hopes for this summer. it seems like whole weeks went by without me noticing them. but who knows, especially with a few great things planned this month, things could turn out nicely. so to my few friends who need it, some encouragement: i'm awake at 5am and have to get up early and clean. but that doesn't mean you get to sleep all day. get up and get going. you're running out of time. to my friends who don't need it, get your lazy self back under the covers. who am i to talk. i should get to sleep, but i'll probably have dreams about the terrible things brett sends me online. hum hum hum.

listening to: joanna newsom - sprout and the bean

well fuck

today was shitty. but i did finally make mp3s of the minnie proctor show at neil's. the quality is okay on the first couple songs and grows steadily worse as the camera moves farther back in the room and the people become louder.
i had an orange sherbert popsicle swirl thingie. and some organic apple jews.

listening to: minnie proctor - flickers
(i think i fucked up this file somehow. i am trying to figure out.)

sorry, readers

getting back into the swing of blogging has been harder than i expected, and i apologize. wednesday night we had dinner at spaghetti warehouse for alice's birthday, then went to the peabody for dessert. we explored a bit of the hotel and were immediately afterwards accosted by a nice bum. eileen and foot spent the night. they are beautiful gals. on thursday, mom, morgan, foot, brock, and i saw the saddest music in the world which was really beautiful and great. afterwards, brock and i observed an office party from the safety of his car, drove around listening to modest mouse, and swung on the swings at overton park. on friday nobody called. i watched more tv than necessary with morgan and foot -- cry-baby, the breakfast club, the new episode of degrassi. today margaret came over to hang out a little while, and brock, LA, and alice eventually trickled in. margaret left, and we went to dinner at sekisui. i had a lot of water, but no food. i refuse to eat at restaurants any longer. what a waste of money.
also, i've talked to william for the first time in a few weeks since we've both been out of town. i've talked to brett for long amounts of time too too late at night. i've been talking to brandon forever and can't wait until i see him on july 30. can we arrange a Poking Party? where people come over and poke at him? with blunt objects?

listening to: miss kittin - requiem for a hit

yawn.

i'm about to die of tired. very quickly i'll say that i had a really lazy, tired kind of day. brock came over in the early afternoon. we listened to music and danced around, and i used up all my energy. we rented "little otik" which was good and very very weird. i talked to brandon for the first time in a few days, and it was really nice. he was smiling like a nut. i have a headache.

AHHH MORGAN JUST SHOT ME FULL OF SILLY STRING

i woke up at damn 9:30 this morning somehow, even though i didn't get to sleep until around 4:30 in the morning. i dawdled around for a couple hours, then started trying to make plans with brett. we ended up just talking on the phone for an hour or so. then i talked to brock on the phone. went to therapy, which was okay. it was my last official appointment, but i'm supposed to call and come in when i need to. after that, i came home and spent forever again trying to make plans. i hate the kind of night where this happens. brock came over, and then alice and hunter arrived a little later. we went to pick up brett and stood around in the driveway forever and ever trying to decide where to go eat. i wasn't even hungry, but i was hyper. i hopped all over the place like a nut piece. we FINALLY decided on zinnie's east, where i had only some fries and a dr. pepper. sallis came to meet us, and that was great because i haven't hung out with him in forever. actually, it was great seeing everbody. i was in a pretty good movie and i missed all of you doves. then we spent forever in the zinnie's parking lot trying to decide what to do next. we just ended up going to peabody park, of course. brett and i ran up to look at the train and hang over the sidewalk. i love to swing on swings. man oh man.

listening to: rasputina - oh injury

well, i just reread my last post from before we left town and all i can say is that i'm a damn liar about that blogging promise! although i did write lots of journal entries which i'm beginning to type up. if you care about the little details of my vacation, you can read them here... in all, i had a pretty good time. orlando is a horrible place, but is bearable when you stuff it full of librarians. my grandparents and cousins are just the same as ever, and amazingly enough, i still find it within myself to love them. ho ho! (i've started saying 'ho ho' all the time and it's driving mother mad.)
i haven't called anyone yet even though we've been in town for a few hours just because i'm tired and i didn't feel up for dealing with the folkies tonight. but feel free to call me any time starting now. i can't wait to hear what everyone has been doing while i was away. i'm sure i missed lots of excitement! someone start telling me!

finally bought some new goddamn bras at victoria's secret, and i actually like them. i went with laylee and alice and it was surprisingly unpainful. i also got some thigh high stockings, which i wore with laylee's little black skirt, my doctor who shirt, and the magnificent foot's top hat. we went to whitney camp's house for another pono party, and it was really weird. we were expecting them to either make jokes about our outfits or be really awkward about them, but they didn't really do anything. they were actually really involved in watching the porn, and it wasn't even good. go figure. the rest of us tried to make the best of it by dancing around to avenue d and the pixies, but it didn't really work. oh well. the best part of the night was cuddling with brock and alice on whitney's bed and unbuttoning his vest with our teeth. le sigh. how high school can you get?
we went to sonic for a few minutes before we came home. alice and hunter hung out for a little while, and we listened to some music. i talked to brandon on the phone. i'm going to miss all of you kids when we leave town tomorrow... we come back july 4, but i hope to blog a bit while we're there to keep you posted maybe. stay hott, my loves.

patti smith was fucking amazing!!

if you come see me before i leave town again, i'll tell you about it. mwahahaha

i took an accidental nap from about 10:30 to 2:30am when brandon woke me up. the little bugger fell asleep on the phone, and it was the cutest thing i've ever heard in my life. but anyway, now i can't sleep. i'm listening to the new beastie boys album. also the sky is purple and very pretty. too many lights. eaghhiio.

i'm about to go shopping for clothes with mom and morgan. i hate shopping. i hate to shop. i hate the shop. i do not want to go. but i have to go. for future use, does anyone have tips on how to make shopping less painful? i can't think of anything.
on sunday, we are going to st. louis to see patti smith. i am going to die with excitement. brandon saw her a few days ago and said she was amazing. weeeeoooooo. after that, we are coming back to memphis for one night before we leave for orlando where the librarians of the world will unite for one week. i can just imagine playing spot the librarian as we surge up some themed rollercoaster at disneyworld... ah yes. that is the life for me. actually, i don't give a shit about the amusement parks. i need some books. plus i love visiting cities and people-watching and all of that. of all the library trips i've been on, my favorite cities were chicago, san francisco, and new orleans. take me baaaack...

i love sonic milkshakes. mmmmmmm. oh my.

hweoiahhahahaha

hello to goodbye

01) babes in toyland - hello
02) kimya dawson - chemistry
03) kristin hersh - gut pageant
04) the cure - close to me
05) the dismemberment plan - you are invited
06) david grubbs - knight errant
07) bonfire madigan - swarm
08) sleater-kinney - get up
09) rainer maria - broken radio
10) the butchies - trouble
11) the raveonettes - cops on our tail
12) deerhoof - magic star
13) our lady peace - clumsy
14) 50 foot wave - dog days
15) pj harvey - meet ze monsta
16) veruca salt - loneliness is worse
17) interpol - NYC
18) chappaquiddick skyline - knights of the night vol. 1
19) the mountain goats - historiography
20) broken social scene - anthems for a seventeen year-old girl
21) the moldy peaches - goodbye song

sallis just dropped off some lovely soup to heal my cold. what a guy!
last night brock came over to watch the atom and his package live concert with me before we headed over to republic coffee to see bella sun's show, in which becca's band (now Minnie Proctor) played a short set in the middle. the turnout was way bigger than expected, and i thought the show sounded really good. we danced a bit, which i've never been able to do at one of becca's shows before. plus val talked to me a bit and was quite nice as always. brock took me home at 11, and i stayed up too late. i'll never get well.

listening to: lothar and the hand people - that's another story

i took two naps yesterday so i didn't go to bed until 3am, and then i slept horribly. i woke up about an hour ago feeling a little worse than yesterday. i think i'll go eat some of morgan's good ole chocolate cookies.

listening to: pj harvey - the sky lit up

Everyone go read this comic. Wait for the whole thing to load before scrolling or you'll miss the text.

my cat is all stretched out in my lap as though she loves me again. le sigh.

listening to: throwing muses - snail head

cleaning again...

compounded with my cold, i'm incredibly tired and i might go try to take a nap. i really want to get out of the house tonight, though, if anyone wants to help.. or just a visit would be nice. i'm in my pajamas covered with soap and my hands are pruney. in other words, i'm not a happy girl right now. although i did just listen to "hair: debatable" by atom and his package, which is a live recording of his last show ever. it was nice to scrub the kitchen to, but it's over and it's also raining. it seems silly to be up to my elbows in water when there's plenty outside. for a minute there, i was honestly wondering why i couldn't just take the whole damn room outside and let it wash its damn self. too bad i don't know how to take the roof off...

i need to post, but in order to keep my parents happy, i MUST clean!

it is very early. oh my.

last night i smoked one of the strawberry cigars katherine gave as a going away gift. i had a lot of fun, and then i burned a lot of incense to cover up the smell. i've become quite the delinquent, it seems. ah well.
i ended up not going to senior pictures yesterday. so it goes... today is kathryn's birthday party, and that will be nice. she is such a sweet girl; i wish i knew her better. i am going to see LA very soon, and i'm excited about that. i miss her a lot. she is someone i love to see one-on-one and i never ever get to. maybe i can kidnap her one of these days.

listening to: the mountain goats - letter from belgium