miscellany

1. My sweet friend Moose sent me a 10 disc personal musicology with accompanying prose. In it he charts the major musical influences in his life, starting with his brothers back in North Carolina, and moving across years and landscapes to the present. I was surprised and honored to find a couple of pages devoted to me and my undying love for Yo La Tengo and That Dog. He says that the first time he saw me I was wearing corduroys and a light blue Built to Spill tee shirt. I think that is such an awesome way to sum me up! The point is Moose’s ambitious and wonderful project has cemented him in my highest esteem (where honestly he dwelt already). The only problem is choosing a disc for my drive to school. They are all VERY good.
2. I think that the movie Reality Bites came into my life at just the pivotal “coming of age” moment that it seeped into my subconscious and took hold. So that now when I think of the ideal boyfriend, I picture Ethan Hawke taking the heavy bag off of Winona Ryder’s tired shoulder and slinging it onto his own. That one gesture has always stuck in my mind. Even though Ethan Hawke was a terrible boyfriend to Winona, and she was pretty whiny and annoying if we are going to be completely honest here. Anyway. Future boyfriends beware! I have a heavy backpack and high expectations!
3. I bought the most wonderful light blue corduroy down vest yesterday. (Wait! I’m having weird blog deja vu!) It is the nicest, most cozy item of clothing I have ever owned.
4. I am working in a performance piece for Jona’s birthday show. I will post details as I receive them. I am terribly excited.
5. The other night I did a lot of drinking, which resulted in the following embarrassing occurrences:
* Bought a nightgown at Anthropologie that at the (drunken) time I was certain I could wear as a dress. Drunk girlfriends egged me on. Rest assured I cannot wear it as a dress. It is clearly a nightgown.
* Crashed a moustache/nintendo party at Panic with said drunk friends. Made many mustachioed men uncomfortable.
* Got pressured (by girlfriends) into unerotically kissing a mutual (sober) friend on the mouth.
* Went to roommates birthday party at My Father’s Place, revealed many intimate/hilarious details of my sex life to different drunk friends. Resulted in next-day hungover apology. Very embarrassed.
I’m off to the fabric store, then homework, then Ladies Poker Night. All of these events will occur whilst wearing my new vest. Mmm. Heaven.