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Janumarch continues. I'm hungover.

I ordered some CDs today:

Luna-Bewitched (lost it along the way)
Mono- Formica Blues
Natacha Atlas- Best Of

I need some aural stimulation.

It is that dead Winter zone here. Everyone mopes around all day until they get drunk in the late afternoon. I call this Janumarch-- You just stay blotto from January until the end of March. Then you take a 2 week rest when you swear off booze. . . . until you feel spring and the clothes start coming off.

I had a retail therapy...
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The weekend involved an intense Friday night followed by a couple days of recovery. Saw the movie DIG! about the Brian Jonestown Massacre and The Dandy Warhols. Hilarious, until it got really boring. Then watched Sex & Lucia, which I didn't make it all the way through either, even though it had some fun sex scenes. My attention span has gone down since getting netflix....
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It is Friday, which in Wisconsin means FISH FRY. While I'm generally over fried fish, there are a couple of places that do blue gill. There is also a really trashy bar outside of town that has fish fry and karaoki at the same time. Disturbing in the best possible way. I might have to go.

Last night I sold my huge over stuffed leather...
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The squirrels have disappeared. Maybe I was just too drunk to hear them. This is going to be a long day.

They make butt plugs that have feathers on them. Or horsehair. Or a litle rabbit tail puff. Hilarious.

I watched broken flowers last night. I was excited to finally see it. It was absolutely wretched: unbelievable, trite, derivative, coarse. One boring supposedly-funny-ironic scene after another. Irony is so 90s. Stop it.

I don't have mice in my apartment, I have squirrels. Squirrels.

I'm having a hard time adjusting to work after a three day weekend (MLK). It has been unseasonably warm and maybe that's why there are mice in-between the floors over my head. It wouldn't bother me except that they squeak exactly when I'm trying to go to bed. My apartment is great, but old. I might try to buy a house. I'm looking at one...
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I finally saw the Dreamers by Bertolucci. While it did have some memorably scenes, I found it pretty brittle. I couldn't get over Matthew Pitt's limp acting. I also couldn't feel the fervor of the times or the relationship between the characters. I agree, it had all the elements of a great, passionate, film but they just didn't deliver. I was also immensely annoyed that...
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I went out last night. It was good to see people after more than a week away. I found out a close friend had a grand mal seizure the day after New Years. Apparently sleep deprivation is a major trigger. A little scary. Now I'm hungover and tired.

I saw my ex last night. The really REALLY awful one. She was making drama with her...
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I went grocery shopping last night. Then I cooked some red Thai curry. Just as I was finishing dinner, my friend called to see if I wanted to go to an all-you-can-eat mussels supper.

I finally signed up for netflix yesterday. My first movies are Dreamers, Sherman's March, and Let it Come Down: The Life of Paul Bowles (continuing my obsession with going to Morocco)....
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