Sunday, April 27, 2008

hugs n kisses, bitches

I'll be leaving my home in Minnesota soon, so hugs n kisses to all my bitches!
I've learned some things while here. Here are just a few:

  • It's never a good idea to get online when high. Enjoy your high. Don't spend it dicking around on Gooble at 2am. Especially when W is passing out on your couch and you had initially planned on spending the night and the whole next day by yourself without even your phone on because you just wanted to forget about people for a day. Now you're gonna have to wake up to that day with one in your living room. But come to think of it, that's probably what killed your high...dicking around online is just fallout.
  • Whenever possible, please please please listen to your music through headphones. Preferably those big, suction cup-looking ones that block out all the other noise. If this is absolutely not possible, use the ear buds. All other music listening should be done thusly, in priority order: 1) live, 2) in the car on a decent system, but with the windows up and the bass up, 3) anything else.
  • There are a lot of stupid, propagandizing, ignorantly raging, faux intellectualizing feminists out there.
  • There are a lot of smart, inspiring, creative, active, informed, human, bold feminists out there.
  • God is created by man. god is not.
  • People inspire me.
  • When students send you funny YouTube videos, it means you're making a real difference!
  • Music captivates me, art astonishes me, creativity overwhelms me, so I know why I am doing this.
  • Bjork is a trip.
  • But an even bigger trip, like of the blowing-your-mind-caliber, is flipping back to your iTunes and realizing that the song you thought was a Bjork outtro was actually a Rocco DeLuca intro...techno/etherial sounds, potential for animal/Bjork random noises at any moment, and all! Ahh!
  • I've seen a lot of fucked up stuff the past few months with new eyes. I feel like I'm in on it now.
  • I've always imagined that I'd be one of those right-justified, small-fonted first and last names sitting unassumingly under a powerful, quotable, loggable, memorizable, recognizable quote. You know, something people know. Something high school girls basketball teams might write in glitter letters to team-mates for inspiration before a big game. Something archived by category, author's last name, or chronology and posted on Famous Quotation web sites all over the web. Something that might be turned into a cross-stitch pattern and laid into pillows, blankets, jar tops. (Okay, not that. I wouldn't want anything I write to be displayed by the general population in this manner.) Anyway, obviously, the major worry was that I'd never be able to come up with anything close to a quote- and follower-worthy statement. Tonight, I think I've made a good step in the right direction on my path to be respectably quoted:

It seems to me that you cannot and should not wholly trust any source that claims it provides all the answers you need.

In other words, I think the Catholic Church is a crock and too many people believe too blindly.

  • Getting so high then staring at a bright screen in the dark makes me sleepy. Goodni...