Month: February 2006

  • Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnd I think to myself: what a disenchanted world.

    The meter is a bit off, but other than that…

  • The hunt has officially started foooor…. My First Place (TM HGTV
    lol)! I’m soooooo excited about “independency”… I don’t want a
    roommate. I’ve decided. I’d rather be alone than have someone living
    with me, when we both know that it wouldn’t be a “BFF” situation (and
    even if I did live with close friends… I don’t know how long we would
    remain so). I’ve found 2 ideal spaces. One RIGHT across from the mouth
    of campus for like $950 a month and the other about a block away from
    where I live now, in a retro-fitted, Historic building for $890 a month
    (website!! http://www.bishopberkeley.com/ ). Ok, not like any of you
    kids care, but I’m making a list of things that I feel are necessary
    and a “Well, I’d like that… but I can live w/o” list:

    Must Haves              
                  
               
            Would Like (But Not Necessary)
    Under
    $1000               
                  
                  
       Hardwood Floors
    Close ish to campus           
                  
                Lofted space
    Either utilities, water, or garbage paid             Beautiful Building
    Attractive space           
                  
                  
       High speed/Wireless Internet
    Relatively Safe neighborhood        
                    
    Laundry
    Close
    to public transportation        
                   
    Close to friends

    Ah, I
    love getting distracted by silly things! Anyway, other than stupid
    cultural anthro reading, Beowolf looming over my shoulder, and trading
    clothes every night, this is about all I’ve been doing. Sad sad
    existence, right? OH. One more thing!

    Went to the Of Montreal concert and it was AMAZING! Good gosh, why am I
    so attracted to androgenous (“hmm he’s probably gay”) guys?! I mean,
    sure Kevin Barnes was wearing a wedding dress and then changed into a
    sequined pink and blue-jean top that didn’t button up… but I mean, he
    was still way hott despite the rhinestone choker. Anyway, there was
    this reaaaaaaaaaally funny opening group called Grand Buffet (visit
    their website! www.grandbuffet.com) and they were these two white guys
    (one of them loooked like an Irish Rasputin) and they rapped, but not
    like gangsta rap. Like, they had weird funny stuff like “Oh My God
    You’re Weird” and “Sensible Shoes Keep Me Outta the Hospital.” So, for
    your reading pleasure, lyrics!!:

    Americus: The Religious Right Rock
    for sound –> http://www.grandbuffet.com/gb-AMERICUS-LIVE.mp3


    I got a shirt made by little girl’s hands,

    In a little warehouse on a little island.

    I bet she’s even got herself a little boyfriend,

    But she’d drop him in a flash for an American man.

    We’re coming to get you.

    We’re coming to save you.

    We’re coming to free you,

    From those who enslave you.

    Energy is constant, gentlemen are temporary.

    Never eat an apple from an orchard that was formerly a (cemetary).

    Subsidiaries and any lesser than,

    Sit and be quiet until I invert the pentagram.

    (Rack of lamb)

    Bethlehem style,

    (Trained) love this,

    (Pagan gods love this).

    Fuck shrimp cocktail.

    (Get your girl’s hair crimped)

    Take her to a yard sale.

    (Donkey Elephant Hypercop be written by Disneyland)

    Take the turban off,

    Put holy water parks in rediscovered sand.

    Wait! Let’s tell the truth. (Yeah)

    We’re not holier than thou, but holy cow!

    There’s people doing stuff God would never allow,

    Like guys kissin’ guys and poor people too,

    There’s plenty of jobs, find something to do!

    We think abortion is pretty messed up.

    If you don’t want a kid, then don’t be a slut.

    There’s plenty of races on God’s green planet,

    That doesn’t mean you have to breed with them, Goddamn it!

    I got a shirt made by little girl’s hands,

    In a little warehouse on a little island.

    I bet she’s even got herself a little boyfriend,

    But she’d drop him in a flash for an American man.

    We’re coming to get you.

    We’re coming to save you.

    We’re coming to free you,

    From those who enslave you.

    TTFN. Ta ta 4 Now!