I'm tinkerbell goin to neverland

Straight out of Denmark, The Asteroids Galaxy Tour hit the market in September of 2009. I absolutely adore the lead singer Mette's o-so-twiggie style. They're fun:)

Everyone Dies, Except for One

I gave Chuck Klosterman a second chance, after reading his overly pretentious and exhausting excuse for a "low culture manifesto" of the 90's, Sex, Drugs, And Cocoa Puffs. There were a few good points he made, but for the most part it's hard not to spite him, and not in the Holden Caulfield "you're such an asshole I love you" kind of way. I decided to give one of his novels a chance, and was pleasantly surprised.
In the town of Owl, North Dakota, where pop culture doesn't exist, teachers knock up students, and the Friday night highschool football game is all that matters, everyone only cares about what everyone else thinks of them, just like everywhere else. What no one may realize, however, is that no one thinks anything about anyone else, because they're trying too hard to cling to what they percieve as normalcy. As a reoccurring theme throughout the book, the town is thought of not as a dystopia, or a utopia, just a 'topia'. Not quite on the level of Vonnegut, but I'm sure Klosterman thinks so. heh. Should you read it? Yes.

Here's an excerpt from what the town "cool guy" was thinking:
"I am worshipped by the stupidest people in the world. I can't openly complain about this, but I'm totally aware of it. It's disturbing to be the center of another person's universe, especially if you've never interacted with that person in any meaningful way. Their misplaced adoration makes them seem foolish and immature, so you cannot reciprocate their respect. It instantaneously makes the relationship unbalanced. And this imbalance makes you feel guilty, so you start to unconsciously resent the idolization. Over time, you find yourself hating people for loving you too much, which seems like a terrible thing to do. So you worry about those feelings of hatred all the time, and you wonder if maybe you're a jackass. Because it's not their fault. They're just confused."

Video of the Day

Nice song...sweeeeet video. Always looking for something different.

I listen to this when I get off work almost everyday

What is, is.

What is, should be. If anything is changed, then it was supposed to change, therefore it wouldn't necessarily be a change. Each cigarette butt on the side of the road is supposed to be there, unless someone picks it up. The bum on the corner with the fake crutches is supposed to be there. The middle step at the pier is supposed to be annoyingly smaller than the others.

And my bike was supposed to be stolen.

Song of the Day, compliments of Steffy

Thanks, for this wonderful explosion of a new favorite artist.

I absolutely love Monsters of Folk.

If you don't know them, check em out.

Songs of day day which MUST be downloaded if you want to live:

Map of the World and Slow Down Jo

both by Monsters of Folk

Next tat

I plan to get these next.

I could have lied.

I don't think I'll ever fall in love.

I thought I've loved someone once, but I was confused.

I find it hard to truely care about someone when sex is involved, but I do kind of wish I knew what it felt like. The only reason I am fascinated with the thought of love, I believe, is because of the stupid annoying chemicals in my head. I am a woman, therefore I am genetically predisposed to long for that prince charming, and it's a curse, I tell you, a rotten curse.

In the meanwhile though, I want nothing to do with it.

dorky dorky

All I wanna do is read and lay in bed.

I wish I had someone to do it with.

For my fellow Yardies

I work with many guys that are from Haiti at Yardhouse, and am one of the only ones at my work that can speak to them a little bit in French, since they speak Creole and a lot of the words are similar. I was speaking to two of my favorites, Jean and Natan, about their situation yesterday.

Natan, who is usually so bubbly and happy, yelling "eyyy baybyyy" everytime he comes around the corner, was gloomy and quiet the whole shift.

The only thing he said to me was "Je ne sais pas si ma famille est morte ou vivante."

[I don't know if my family is dead or alive.]

I am so thankful to be in the situation I am now. Even if a natural disaster were to happen here, there would be someone to help merely because we have money, and deaths would be drastically less.

You can help the relief and search efforts by donating to the American Red Cross in a text message. Simply text 'Haiti' to 90999 to donate $10, as many times as you want, or you can go to Redcross.org.

Mustache.

New tat.

Blackmail

We can't.

And we aren't.

And we didn't.

And I think that's why I wanted to so bad.

No one can ever see this picture album.

Or know what commenced later on that night.

Careful boys heh.

I love secrets.

Oh-so-happy Song of the Day:

You Don't Know Me by Ben Folds featuring Regina Spektor

That's right, I'm kickin it oldschool. Good ol' Ben Folds Five.

howl at the moon

I don't want to meet anymore people, because everything's temporary right now.

I'm a nomad untill I get through the service.

When people confide in me I almost intentionally sing songs in my head for the sake of not listening.

What's the point new guy? I'm never going to see you again.

Besides being part of a juvenile emo Ataris song I remember from middle school, it's also from one of my favorite books, Catcher in the Rye:

"Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody."

I guess I just need to get used to being the lone wolf, because that's what's in the cards for the next decade.

Bang Bang

It was interesting going to the gun range yesterday, after I loosened up.

Who I was with had no idea what was going on in my head.

I didn't expect this, but when I first got there, the sound of the firing gave me a sureal flashback. I was in the waiting room, wondering if you were still alive, and imagining what you must've gone through that night.
I was terrified, horrified, of the worst possiblities. I felt like everyone wanted to know what was going on out of sheer wonder for the sake of gossip. How cheap, and how insensitive they were about your life. I just wanted to know that someone I loved was still breathing.

I couldn't stop blushing.

Well, um, hi, heh, it's very nice to meet you.

Scrunchy face

Have fun, Be free.

I feel EXACTLY the way Summer does from 500 Days of Summer.

Why can't we just have fun and not make everything so messy and complicated?

Being happy is all that matters, and when you put a label on something it is just another thing that can be taken away from someone.

So here's to all the commitment-phobes...cheers to being your own person.

It reminds me of the dream Char has from Paper Heart, yet another sappy indie film...

"The other night I had this dream and I was on the stage when a spotlight hit me. I looked down and was wearing this beautiful pink dress and my hair was all blond and curly. I tried to perform a song but it didn't work. It was like I lost my zing....I've never been one of the girls, you know. I mean I wanna be his girlfriend, but I don't wanna be the girlfriend. I mean, noone ever remembers the girlfriend."

Forever Roaming

Look how high kitey flew! He touched the sun I swear!

We flew kites today, and I wanted to be on the other end of the string.

And tomorrow we'll jump out of a plane again, and I can't wait.

I want to be a bird forever.

Auld Lang Syne

New Years is about new beginnings, but I feel like today is just another day. Maybe because everyday when I wake up, I see a fresh start already, because I don't really care about anything right now. Not in a bad way. I just don't let anything bother me. I live in a world where I forget the past, live in the moment, and all I see is the future.

I just have this neverending thirst for adventures. I guess my mentality is "Why live one life, when I can experience many?" Always doing and seeing and hearing and knowing something or someone different is how I want to live my life forever. That is, with the exceptional few familiar faces that ride along with me, all the way to the end.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!