mendacity
bleeding from the
the punch
carry me across the water
the god of small things
the cold six thousand
the amazing adventures of kavalier & clay

ears
50 cent/get rich or die tryin'
interpol/turn on the bright lights
justin timberlake/justified
rolling stones/forty licks
counting crows/hard candy
coldplay/a rush of blood to the head
avril lavigne/let go
phantom planet/phantom planet is missing
sunday's best/the californian
time spent driving/just enough bright
love liza
shanghai nights
le cercle rouge
super sucker
russian ark
adaptation
all or nothing
morvern callar
the pianist
kangaroo jack

index finger

atlas


2.25.2003
NIGHTMARE
posted at 12:56 AM


2.24.2003
goddammit it's early.
posted at 8:27 AM


2.23.2003
snow!
posted at 1:20 AM


2.22.2003
oy. burp.
posted at 2:13 AM


2.19.2003
my car hath returned. the maintenance guy was a peach. i just walked in and he handed me the keys to a loaner car. and i didn't even buy my car there, nor do i have an acura warranty. anyway it turns out the electronic emissions module or somesuch was malfunctioning/rotting. he called me up to tell me and said it would cost $700 to replace. close-up on erin shitting her pants. then he said acura would cover it! close-up on FIVE CUBIC TONS OF RELIEF.

saw david gale. it blew humongous chunks and belongs on lifetime. the highlight was afterwards, when terry almost threw down with these assholes from comcast who were sitting in our row talking the whole time. i told them to shutup and terry was muttering to himself about it but not loud enough for them to hear. we get down to the bottom of the escalator and there they are, waiting. they tell him 'you've got a real foul mouth buddy!' and a shouting match ensues and terry's all 'cmon, touch me, i want you to touch me' and getting up in their junk and they're all 'you got a foul mouth buddy!' it was so rich. luckily nothing actual actually happened.
posted at 12:10 AM



2.17.2003
the scary check engine light went on in my car. i'm taking it in to jeffrey to get looked at. the maintenance guy there will apparently be my bff because he is obsessed with my dad and wouldn't shut up about him when we talked on the phone. creepy.

<sinnedWRK> Cher-The_Power_(Timeless_Tribal)-CDS-2003-HTS
<sinnedWRK> yusss
<epoch> oh man
<sp1n> lol
<epoch> as if cher's still making music
<epoch> why hasn't she been shot yet?
<sinnedWRK> bullets cannot hurt her
<epoch> haha
<sinnedWRK> her shell is made of kevlar

posted at 1:12 PM


2.16.2003
holy nun in a strip bar, i am alive. it was very very touch and go. spent the last two hours stuck in the backseat of shelly's car with the two kids, jared totally invading my personal space and whining the whole way about stopping at burger king. i am going to heaven when i die, no doubt.

weekend was good except that i didn't get drunk enough to engage in ACTIVITIES. maybe spring break. maybe this summer.
posted at 9:30 PM



2.15.2003
putting aesop rock/float and massive attack/100th window on md for the train ride tomorrow. transfer of mp3s from cpu->md is much, much, MUCH less cranky on my new computer as opposed to the old laptop, which makes sense since this is like three times as fast. so i'm happy about that, transferring from laptop used to drop sync all the time and totally fuck up any recording. the mere act of alt-tabbing windows would cause it to die. and now here i am, typing and transferring at the same time! tis a miracle, truly.

i made a list of all the stuff i need to remember to bring tomorrow. laundry is in the washer, will dry when i get up in the morning. train to seduction departs at 1143a. see you soon evan!

ho ho ho.

i bought more of that aveeno moisturizer at perrys today. i give it a thumbs up, i've been really diligent about lotioning up every morning and i think it's working. i also like the smell. it's kind of weird, but strangely satisfying in a non-baby powder sort of way.

ps boo to pistons loss. booo to fourth quarter collapse. boo.
posted at 12:08 AM



2.13.2003
went to home&door on the corner. they're coming out to do a free estimate tomorrow morning on the garage. the lady there wouldn't ballpark how much something like what needs to be done would cost, so another day of waiting and worrying. on the plus side, i got paid for that alumnus article of months ago.

oh, didn't i mention that i backed into the garage because i forgot to put the door up? yeah. that's me. a winner.


the nifty rebrane [to heller]: i don't buy the "iraq is secular and osama is fundamentalist so they must hate each other" argument because hell, osama used to work for US, so why wouldn't he work for them too..
the car pushing edwin [to rebrane]: hrm. you think that's what'd happen with regime replacement?
the multi-layered edwin says, "the whole point is to replace saddam with a friendlier democratic power"
You retort, "like barney."
the Phased solution-oriented hub heller [to oppsie]: i think barney would be assasinated alot quicker than saddam.

posted at 1:51 PM


2.11.2003
man, i just don't give a shit about the oscars at all.

npoo: things i don't need to happen to me at 9:30 a.m.: effusive phone calls from nia vardalos
oppsie1: she called on her own? that's hilarious.
npoo: silly bitch!
npoo: she blew out my eardrum
npoo: 'i'm driving to neiman marcus right now to look for dresses!'
npoo: i think she makes shit up to sound more 'real'
oppsie1: if that were true she'd say she was driving to tj maxx
npoo: OMG my friend matt just said the same exact thing

posted at 11:03 PM


2.6.2003
finally got up the nerve to call freep again. i haven't called in like three weeks, maybe more. my message never got returned and i grew even more freaked out. but i talked to them and apparently my contact editor has already read my clips and the other editor has them on his desk and just hasn't looked at them. after he does they will take me to lunch. while it would have been nice to get some sort of update, i don't mind them being slow as long as i know that things are in motion, things are still in motion, however grindingly turtle. so, i wait, and grow ever more nervous about totally fucking up the lunch.

the dog is sick again, this time with the squirts. i really don't feel like going back to the vet again but i suppose i'll have to tomorrow, i can tell she doesn't feel well and she is victim of the ass of fire.

i saw love liza this morning. it was good. it was better than good because phil seymour took off his shirt and got wet TWICE. god i love that man. anyway, i liked it. wish i'd thought of it first. gah, i am so fucking stuck with archdale, i'm in such a funk. i was horrified to realize this afternoon in discussion with jill that i only have bad dreams. even good ones always turn bad. and everything is connected to transport, but a warped twisted wrong transport, with highways and bridges and subways and tunnels. i dream in rusty colors.

my nba assignments for issues through august (only two, really) came in. $1500. so not enough. so so so. somebody please hire me, or make me brilliant. (on the plus side, this means i have to go to the hornets game in a few weeks, and it's big hair ben bobblehead night!)
posted at 2:35 PM



2.5.2003
here is a tip: do not put benzoil peroxide on top of a sulfur-based ointment. i got home just now and looked at myself in the mirror for the first time since leaving the house around 3p and discovered to my horror these awful orange blotches on my face where i'd dumped all this shit to try to eradicate a zit. for a minute i thought i had somehow smeared stirfry on the side of my face without realizing. after a bit more thought i determined that i walked around all day with this horrible blotch, discussing le cercle rouge with richard walls, wandering through the diego rivera room at the dia, seeing shanghai knights with chef josh, hanging out at his house afterwards watching the seven samurai. i feel like such a tool. thank god i didn't meet my future husband. i hope.

finally got me a sound card. sound blaster live 5.1, the latest chipset/whatever, the sb0220 not the sb0100. hopefuly my mp3s will sound better and i haven't wasted $40 trying to get around my onboard sound.

dairy deluxe is open again. i'm not quite sure how an ice cream place that has no seating, just a window where you walk up and order/purchase, can turn a profit in the dead of a michigan winter, but they're only closed from thanksgiving through january. and i'm not complaining. on the way home from shanghai we stopped and got oreo flurries. they're better than i remembered.

i think i'll wash that down with some whiskey.

evan sez: "you're one helluva l337 h4x0r"

yes i am!


Ophelia970: evan's your valentine???!!!???

posted at 12:03 AM


2.3.2003
i got my new jacket! it is beautiful! i am in total, complete, utter heart with it. that is a picture of it on that page, the pale pumpkin and platinum one. so don't you dare call it orange and gray. and DON'T YOU CALL ME LADY.

i think i will complete my winter warmth ensemble with this north face fleece, except in platinum ice and nickel gray, which you'd better not call light blue and gray.


oppsie1: i was just thinking how great it would be to make seventh heaven bobbleheads
oppsie1: we could incorporate under the company name 'wwjd inc.'
Ophelia970: that would be so amazing!
Ophelia970: yeah we could...and of course the jesus fish would have to be part of it
oppsie1: totally
oppsie1: you're somewhat related to business school, feel free to make out a plan.

"the union forever!"
posted at 8:27 PM


2.1.2003