Sometimes working for a huge company isn’t all bad because they do things like give you free turkeys.
It will join the duck that is still residing in my freezer.
If you think that a recreation of this isn’t about to happen in my apartment during the next week, you don’t know me at all.
Things I loved today:
1. This video. I think the guys in Vampire Weekend are attractive now, so that’s a new development.
2. Belts and leggings and shoes in Manhattan Murder Mystery.
3. OMG the girl who sings in that song I can’t stop listening to was in Annie with Essbee.
4. I keep writing, even though I have no idea what words 25,000-30,000 are even supposed to be about and I kinda hate them.
Little Lovin’ - Lissie
I haven’t listened to The Current recently because they’ve been overplaying that mediocre Cornershop song, but last night I heard this song— for the second time— and blasted it all through the Holland neighborhood.
Okay, so I like it a lot because the first words are “Appalachian farmer” and it features really melodramatic instrumentation and handclaps and stomps. I’m pretty easy that way.
But also: I am totally sick of the indie rock lady mold that highlights breathy, cutesy voices (thanks, Apple!). This is quite the opposite, refreshing, encouraging me to sing notes I can’t reach. The next time I take a road trip, this will be on repeat.
I missed Lissie’s show by about a week. Sad.
Babczy wore Trésor. It is one of the few remaining sense memories I have of her (she died when I was 13), and when they put samples in Vanity Fair I always get happy and a little misty-eyed.
A. A couch so that others may visit and have a place to sleep?
B. A cat so that I may have love in all stages of my life?
C. A television so that I may stay screenly entertained without the aid of my MacBook?
D. A stereo so that I may listen to my records?
There is probably a correct answer to this question. Here is a hint.
GPOYW: Diamonds Coffee Shoppe reminds me that carrot-ginger is one of my favorite flavor combinations ever (and is pretty much the only way that I like carrots) and that I will always go out of my way for a good chicken salad. Way to go, lunch breakfast!
Dark Meat - “Well Fuck You Then”
This Wednesday Morning Dance Party is brought to you from 2:30 Wednesday morning because I’m up drinking tea, listening to Dark Meat, and writing fiction and don’t expect to be dancing at the same time as y’all.
So, uhh, all of you with 9s to 5s: well, fuck you then.
(To those of you who accidentally saw this in the middle of the night: you are the real winners.)
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