Saturday, May 17, 2014


Hey! I'll be posting here from now on and with some kind of frequency(maybe, I'm being very non-committal)  life is funny and it throws some mean curve balls (you case you hadn't heard)
 P.S. K.I.T.  L.Y.L.A.S.  have an awesome summer.

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

en ce moment j'aime...

Years&Years. I guess I think about them every time one of their songs comes up on my playlist, but what's really got me hooked right now is their new video (watch it here) for Real. The beats, Olly Alexander's voice and lyrics, Ben Whishaw dancing. Oh...Ben Whishaw's like, I don't know, my heartbeat or something.

Um...these stockings!! Okay, so for me, ASOS US pretty much always had my heart. Now, I think I'm just going to send them my soul for always having a MUCH better selection of dresses, skirts, stockings, you-name-it in my size (and probably in yours too!) Also, free shipping and returns. Come on!

INVSN. When you like a band or musician you tend to follow whatever project they're involved in and sometimes it's great and sometimes...not so much. You kind of cringe a little and hope they'll get back to something you can relate to. But you know, between Dennis and I, (yes. I said 'Dennis and I' because if you knew me, you wouldn't expect me to phrase it any other way!) there's never been a cringe moment. Even with the Lost Patrol band, you know, when Dennis came out with the most sentimental sap you could ever hope to ring out of a person? Even that, I loved it. Like everything he records reaches me at just the right time in life. Whatever, INVSN is perfect for me right now. It reminds me of cutting my hair over the bathroom sink with Joy Division in the background.  A time and feeling I really needed to be reminded of.
Anyway, it's still on the music side of things, which I'm pretty sure does take up 2/3rds of my loves right now. Actually, yes, this list is a pretty accurate representation of my loves at the moment; 1/3rd clothes and 2/3rds music.   

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

mes livres: just let go, Eleanor and Park

I read before bed (and when I wake up and during breaks at work and you get the point). Anyway my system goes something like this, after being caught up in a series or finishing a long intense book, I usually break things up with a lighter read. Usually some short stories, mostly Neil Gaiman. Just something that allows me to still read but without having to be enveloped in another world so soon after just leaving one. Does that make sense? Whatever. My whole point and the reason for my typing this is because I need for Eleanor & Park  to let me go. I wasn't expecting them. How could I have been?!
I finished a series a few nights ago but wasn't quite ready to sleep so I figured I would just download whatever ebook was waiting for me. My friend had sent me Eleanor and Park for Christmas and I knew it was a YA book so I figured it was perfect for light reading. This is her fault, obviously. She could have warned me.
I didn't sleep that night. At least not until six the next morning. I couldn't stop. I knew it was getting later and later but I could not make myself close my tablet. Just push the button...I couldn't do it. I was buzzing. Totally caught off guard. That was four nights ago.
 I've read it once through every night since. I don't know what I'm trying to do; desensitize myself to it? Every night I tell myself, "Okay, you don't have to finish it. You know how it ends, just let it go." Let it go? I don't even know how it attached itself to me! It has nothing I usually gravitate to anyway. No science fiction/fantasy, no future worlds in need of repair, no historical retelling, no time traveling, no android discovering's just two kids on a bus, how could it not let me go? but then I know... of course it's found a way inside. My music, my comic heroes, Eleanor, Park...Park. I've spoken to my friend, she knew. She would know, it got her too.
So now what? I write this in hopes that my old trick will work. Write it somewhere, anywhere just so that the paper (or screen?) can hold it for me. It doesn't have to be the obsessive running theme in the back of my mind. I don't have to plead with my thoughts during the day...please let me go.
Maybe this will work, or maybe I'll just have to make myself read something as equally or more intense... something by Jeffrey McDaniel. I'll just read his, The Last Straw, over and over. That should do it...