now listening to the dismemberment plan "emergency and I". I love this album with all of my (slightly battered) heart and soul.
What do you want me to say?
Thank you thank you for your birthday wishes. I had areally sweet time ( too much cake
) and it would have been good to have some of you lot there. I had a party at a friends house (because I hate the place where I live), and i was so genuinley surprised and touched at how many people came along I spent so much of it crying in that happy-sad way that is my speciality.
Also because the one person I really wanted to be there wasn't, which was kind of tough.
The funniest part was the "party tape" I made, which I think confused a lot of people, especially when they tried dancing to it. Northern and rare soul to lure people into a false sense of security and then some Jazz, some classic and jivey (Monk and Art Blakey, Lee Morgan), but lots of it pretty skronky (Ornette and Coltrane). And some weird math rock too (which IS impossible to dance to) followed by Shellac's "Squirrel Song" which got put on repeat play because it made people laugh so much ("they were squirrels/ real squirrels/ and there were THOUSANDS of them./ This isn't some kind of metaphor, goddam this is REAL" tee hee.) My friends don't share my taste in music, so it was fun to subject it to them htis once> I don't think I'm going to be asked to DJ for them any time soon.
And then it all gets a bit blurry. The cake, like I said, and too much wine and whisky and being quietly lascivious at someone really pretty. I'm so bad at flirting, it hurts to think about it now (needless to say it didn't go anywhere).
and I'm sooo hungover today.
love and hugs and xxxxxxxxx r
What do you want me to say?
Thank you thank you for your birthday wishes. I had areally sweet time ( too much cake
) and it would have been good to have some of you lot there. I had a party at a friends house (because I hate the place where I live), and i was so genuinley surprised and touched at how many people came along I spent so much of it crying in that happy-sad way that is my speciality.
Also because the one person I really wanted to be there wasn't, which was kind of tough.
The funniest part was the "party tape" I made, which I think confused a lot of people, especially when they tried dancing to it. Northern and rare soul to lure people into a false sense of security and then some Jazz, some classic and jivey (Monk and Art Blakey, Lee Morgan), but lots of it pretty skronky (Ornette and Coltrane). And some weird math rock too (which IS impossible to dance to) followed by Shellac's "Squirrel Song" which got put on repeat play because it made people laugh so much ("they were squirrels/ real squirrels/ and there were THOUSANDS of them./ This isn't some kind of metaphor, goddam this is REAL" tee hee.) My friends don't share my taste in music, so it was fun to subject it to them htis once> I don't think I'm going to be asked to DJ for them any time soon.
And then it all gets a bit blurry. The cake, like I said, and too much wine and whisky and being quietly lascivious at someone really pretty. I'm so bad at flirting, it hurts to think about it now (needless to say it didn't go anywhere).
and I'm sooo hungover today.
love and hugs and xxxxxxxxx r
i'm so glad you had a good birthday, even if you are hungover
wish i could have been there to dance to the squirrel song (or bounce around to it, i don't really dance, just kind of flail about).
and now it's back to my term paper on Keatsian sublime..say it with me: WAHOOOOOOOOO!
it's kicking my ass see: