gnunat

what a dirty picture.

What a good lookin' fella.

We should get together sometime soon. I'm mostly free in the evenings after work. Want to meet me for a drink somewhere?

Tonight sounds fabulous. I'll e-mail you my number. I'm down for Joes or Quintons. Or maybe the Yacht Club...jam band night...but you're not into jam bands....

I actually adore the song "Coin Operated Boy" and have only recently discovered the Dresdon Dolls...they're right up my ally.

Is it snowing as much out in Sioux City as it is here? Jesus....

I, too, agree it's better to be honest right away...but I guess dating a week is grounds for a messy fight in the street. What the fuck is wrong with this town?

As exciting as I'm sure it is, I do computational chemistry research for jan jensen in the chemistry department, so please don't stalk me, cause now you'll now exactly how to find my office...

I hope sioux city is tolerable. I was in ottumwa visiting my mom all week. I know how shity towns go...

The grades were WAY better than expected...I pulled a 3.72, the best GPA I've had in college (I've always pulled a 3.6). What the fuck?

Yeah, Nick's still managing and Kirsten's still there. When did you work? Cause if you worked with Jason (he started as a dishwasher and worked his way up two years ago) congratulations, you know my ex-boyfriend/current lover. He's now the most senior cook. And Brooke is still there and still insanely intense about her job.

God damn, the Brown Bottle is taking over my life. And yes, Dave still owns it. I've met a lot of people who work/worked there.

Sioux City, eh? My sister went to Morningside for two years (she played soccer) so I know the area. That town kinda sucks...not to be an ass or anything. We live in Iowa, after all.

I would love to meet you when you get back...still looking away to break away from the ex sex....not to be suggestive or anything.

Aqua teen is on...time to take my leave.

Merry Christmas.

Yeah, Nick and Brooke are still there and still dating. It definintely does suck you in--I've had more than one nightmare pertaining to the Brown Bottle...they're so common around the place Brooke calls them waitmares. But we do have a lot of fun. Christmas party is coming up...should be a good time.

And, speaking of obsessive, my big plans for new years includes working and, um, working. Maybe I'll go out with people from work afterwards or check out who's playing at the Green Room.

Holidays went well, better than expected....and now they're over, which is most important.

Hope things went well for you.

No school is wonderful, though I have been working a ton. I've used my extra time to clean my aparment--not very exciting, but it'll be worth it when everything is totally clean and unpacked and beautiful.

One of my best friends came into town today from Delaware. She's so much fun. I partied with her harder than I've partied with anyone for a long time...and yet I have the amazing ability to type clearly (I say until I see it tomorrow morning...) It's been a damn good night. Hooray for pot mixed with delicious baked goods...

Take it easy...

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Hey yo--

I'm just about to head over to the Mill for open mic night...my friend's son is playing. You should head out...I'll be wearing a peach blazer and jeans and probably chillin' with a grey-haired guy...come introduce yourself if you make it.

Sorry again I didn't catch your set last week...I really wanted to. I even got showered and dressed to go. And then I realized I had to do work.

I'm looking for a good time this weekend, too, and there are NO SHOWS until new years (damn it!). Let me know if you want to get together.

Happy Birthday! (Oh, fucking it up for you!)

Sorry I didn't make it to your show--I didn't get your comment until after 10, and before I had written ANY of my papers. We'll have to get together soon.

You're show's tomorrow, right? I'll be there if my prof. accepts my paper. If not, I'll be frantically writing 10 pages in less than 24 hours.

What time do you play? And how will I know it's you?

Hey friend, you should leave me a comment so I can see your show! Let me know what time you'll be playing.

Willie Waldman did kick ass. Fucking hardcore. And my friend Chris' band Reclining Budda opened and they were incredible, as usual. I danced my ass off. In fact, I knocked someone drink out of their hand I was so into it. It fell and shattered on the dance floor. Talk about fucking embarassing. But now I'm paying the price--I'm sicker than ever, with no chance of stopping and resting until Wednesday. Mother fucker.

Not to be an ass, by any means, but by the abject body I was speaking in terms of abject a la Le'a Kent's article about the abject body, in which the abject body is a body that is made invisible in today's society while lingering in the corner to scare us. Take, for example, fatness. Fatness is feared in society today. There are few, if any, fat figures represented in our media--the body is rendered invisible. Yet it's constantly present in it's absence. The picture of a beautiful, thin woman accompanying a diet article is a good example of this. Though the article is about dieting, a thin woman appears because of the way we marginalize and render these bodies invisible. We don't see them because we fear them. Yet this picture and idea of fatness is lingering unseen, compelling us to diet for fear that we may end up looking like this, which society deems untouchable. So I was confused, thinking in these terms, when you spoke of capitalist abjection.

But I totally hear you about the retirement thing. I get disgusted when I see the ways worship of capitalism has become our fucking sense of nationalism...I'll be cheesy and say that we live to work instead of working to live, that we can't view and value ourselves if we're not producers, and that as soon as we stop producing we're a strain to the rest of the world that we worked so hard to build. Fuck.

So do we know each other, possibly? I used to date Chris' roommate Erik, and Erik remains one of my best friends and an incredibly important person in my life. Have I seen you around their place or at a show?

Fucking crazy. Oh, and I think my load just got lighter. I had a break through and am now zooming through a paper that, with minor adjustment, I can turn in for another class as well. Fuck yeah.

I don't know...aging is one of those things I want and I don't want. Being 20, I want to age so people take me seriously (and so I can get a drink). I want the wisdom that comes with time. I'm not afraid of getting older, going grey, getting wrinkles. I've made my peace with my body and whatever changes it might go through...until I start to lose my independence. I am definitely a product of this autonomous, capitalist culture...if my body doesn't produce, if I can't take care of myself, who am I? I fear this abject body that we all know is lingering down the road....

I'm not clear on what you mean by capitalist abjection, or what example you're applying it to, but I'm definitely intrigued...

Awesome show at the green room tonight. Willie Waldman project...we're talking free form improvisational jazz. It rocks my ass. You should check it out if you've got $10 to spare for an evening that will change your perception of music.

Monday as in a week from now instead of tonight? I think that could be arranged.

And luckily, in women's studies, there are no tests. Just take-home finals and lots and lots of papers. Which makes this next week all the more important.

Anywas, what's wrong with a day filled with grass, porn, and music? Sounds like heaven to me.