the room got heavy

hey everyone. guess hwat- raymi is in america- or maybe she was in america recently, but it's an interesting thing to do, reading about a normally in toronto person's take on america.

violating no social rules, i am going to tell you about googling andrew's name! it used to be (like a week ago) that when you googled andrew's name, the first hit was this; but now it's this. oh wait a second, wrong, i must have googled something else to get to the story about andrew's lunch in a wine bag. ha ha ha ha ha. i was there when he made that, i remember it, pretty funny, i was surprised to read about it again.
is reading this post making your insides boil up and froth with anger? if so, there is truly something wrong with you, and what that thing is is called "hypocrisy". examples of hypocrisy: when you tell someone that they need to do their dishes after every meal, and then you don't- and instead of admitting you were wrong, you start harping on some other little thing that your housemates do. hypocrisy is when different standards apply to you, than to other people. i also think it goes without saying that hypocrisy is bad. have you ever HEARD of hypocrisy? like, what is it in a fable? a fable?

ugh what the fuck, i need to go grocery shopping. i don't have any friends. does that please you? if so, that is pretty fucked up, i would go to far as to say it's VERY fucked up. that's called schadenfreude! uh oh! seriously. that's also pretty bad. i think that i SHOULD have friends- i would go so far as to say that i am (currently) a good friend to those who deserve it. have you heard the word "deserve" before? it means when you are judged by standards that should apply to everyone. oh yeah, currently. maybe not in the past. well certainly. but please.

you know what? i don't think i've ever listened to i can hear the heart beating as one, before. i'm listening to it now. great. my only friend is a cd. it's a good cd i guess. i guess maybe i listened to it from that comp that came out. i got into an argument with one liz gallardo in 2001 about whether sonic youth was better than yo la tengo. it was a funny argument i was wrong, YLT isn't better than SY, and it didn't really get supported by any evidence from either of us, and we were just walking through the hall. when i think of the memory my brain doses me with the thought of an ironing board. in that same hall that guy named tennessee grimes was once at a party and had taken a lot of cough syrup and was holding himself terrified and miserable, an inch away from a doorjamb.

moby octopad + and then nothing turned itself inside out + better aspects of painful + ride the tiger's cover + covers album + the room got heavy
v. sonic youth's entire catalog + thurston moore's friendster profile

yeah- i think you'd have to take it song by song, like a high shcool tennis tournament, ranking the songs and playing them against each other, and scoring it like that (internet research needed- i didn't play high school tennis). i'm not qualified to do this, unfortunately. there's a lot of each band i haven't heard, especially ylt.

uh, i need a b l t. ok goodbye.

sound terrorism

gorky's zygotic mynci



(9/27) though my roommate just went into his room and shut the door when i put them on, i certainly feel like everyone should be able to relate to appreciate the music of the great band, gorky's zygotic mynci. they are awesome aiiii! chelsea plays them on her radio show, but the way i found out is that my mom got some mercury recods free from someone once a long time ago. significantly, cake. so i had the cake cd. [redacted] people who had expendable income in high school [redacted redacted] ok thanks. i should be at the skeletons concert but last time i went it was a little weird, the last time at paris london west nile anyway. i don't know why- maybe because zeljko dude made his dog play the tambourine. other than that, i enjoyed myself. {redacted}.

(9/29) my house smells okay now that i took the trash out. our scented trashbags waft a delicious frangrance throughout the room. i am going to buy a guitar today.

BAM! i'm listening to the GZM anthem (not an anthem) miss trudy, which is like a song version of "the piano teacher". [redacted].

i have been reading this michael chricton book "travels", it's an autobiography. michael chricton is the american roald dahl. anyway i was think about sound terrorism because there's this part in "the andromeda strain" (i think) about how aliens would kill us all with sound. this is a tie-in to mr. snacks' post about that. we should all invest in stuff to protect our ears and, furthermore, our brains. what are some synonyms for futhermore and moreover? feel free to post these synonyms anonymously as comments.

i would like to know where bernard matambo is right now. hello?

bernard is a nice name. i almost thought "babar". the elephant!

you know what i wish? i wish that i had friends. [redacted] motherfucker [redacted] jealous [redacted] coffee [redacted] sorry about your parents, but [redacted]. i think gorky's zygotic mynci also wishes that i had friends. oh yeah, but maybe not, maybe they wish that i would just die or something. [redacted]!!!!!!!!

i am throwing up brownies in my mind right now.


nathalie franques used to have "Rhythm Song," "In Her Prime," and "This Life" (3 strokes songs) which i used to have as well.

yes i am listening to the strokes right now. yes i am listening to evol right now now! sorry i hate this blog too, you all know about these things that i know about. i don't really bring anything to table, pure information wise. there's supposed to be a hyphen there. i'm okay at grammer. wrt to grammer, i am the second coming of jimi hendrix, actually that isn't true. okay. i ate some indian food that had {redacted} in it. i feel kinda ill. okay okay. i am going to buy blue goodbye money furtinrue.

character traits in opposition to each other

i was having this involved sleepy fantasy where i had to ask someone what the hardest thing they ever did was, and then the person asked me what MY hardest thing i ever did was. so then i woke up from the fantasy and tried to figure out what it was. i guess the answer was (you guys are really getting insight into my weird internal life now) that it was the hardest to figure out the balance between courage and humility, like the interplay between the two. i guess the way you do it, or the way i did it, was figure out which trait was the more lacking, and then try to find some more of it. probably everyone overcompensates when they try to do this. then you have to go back to your roots.

for example, if there was a man, uh and he had a cat. and the cat was very pretty. and it was always smiling. sorry i got distracted and forgot, obviously this isn't a very good parable.

okay. say there was a man. he was very self confident, but one day he ran over a baby in his car, because he never watched where he was going.

okay. say there was a man. he was very shy. he was always late for work because he was so shy about merging in traffic. he got fired.

okay so both of these people are fucked. neither one is fucked more than the other.

anyway it's like the balance beam. kim zemeskl. the most awesome gymnast. you guys remember from like time magazine. how did she do the balance beam? she did not try to achieve some sort of vibrating flow of impossible balance, she practiced a lot and she knew what her limits were, and then she also learned how to do aweome leaps and flips- by PRACTICING A LOT.

this is a psychology blog.

it's fall which means it's college radio time.

i recommend listening to "friend music" though it's on at a very odd time of night for me here on the east coast. once someone on that show started crying on-air because he was lonely, for an extended period of time he went on sobbing. it sort of sounded like he was JUST PRETENDING but then also the things he was saying were really sad. like, "i see people walking down the street and they are with their boyfriends and girlfriends and i don't know what to do and it makes me so lonely!" and his friends didn't even seem to know what to say to him, they were like awkwardly waffling, but then he stopped crying and it seemed just like, the weirdest thing i've ever heard on the radio, which is saying a lot. i also recommend listening to a radio show by someone named "p. corwin lamm", or "corky", on wobc, who is some kind of radio genius.

everyone here already knows to listen to chelsea's radio show.

time for sleepies...

i was trying to buy buffalo mozzeralla today, when amanda helpfully told me it was closed on sun.s. so i went to that place on court street that sells expensive clothes, but has an extensive sale rack. i bought myself some medieval page corduroys that are also leggings. i think they are okay. the woman who owns it was super-weird. her shopgirl had a retainer and a mouth full of braces and was nice.

it's a good thing i now have some dark green corduroy pants. i guess. soon i am going to buy some shirts at cinders gallery.


it might freak the people i work with out if i show up all fashioned out like the above. but i guess that is their problem.

also, today i was doing some pretend shopping at bluefly.com. what was i doing when i wasn't speaking to anyone for a straight year? well, i was looking at clothing websites online and learning what "sass and bide" brand jeans were. this period of reflection and research came in handy once when i was working at beacon's closet: a rabbit-like woman held up a shirt that said "grail" on it and asked for a "2nd" which is the pretentious beacon's closet term for people not being able to have their own opinions about what clothes to buy in. i was able to say "that's grail. it's on bluefly." i learned about bluefly from megan colletta in high school college. it is good for buying stuff on if you need to like, go to a ball, even a pretentious ball

character traits people have:
self confidence

i hope this kitten does not try to take down a herd of hyenas.
perspicacity

uh to be continued, i forget the other character traits.

look, a puppy. hey puppy.

this is a better outfit for my blog to wear when it's hanging out with you guys. it looks cute now. i love you guys.

national schizophrenia in japan

my blog doesn't look good in firefox- it looks better in internet explorer. so i changed it. now it looks like something crazy. like a crazy daisy and bright blue bedroom set. not in IE though it probably looks like your worst nightmare.

i looked at my blog accquantaince trent (last name unknown (oh yeah i just remembered it))'s myspace page and he has a band called wax stag up there. i'm stealing this information for my own ends at the silly magazine.

have you guys ever heard this? i heard it in spoonbill and sugartown once. it is awesome as you can imagine.... tick tick tick

guess what my new job is? stalking people online to find fun stuff. everyone knows that i love to stalk andrew's coworkers- just because- and he told me they were all at "bumbershoot" so i went to the website and guess what i found, besides lots of other cool stuff: THE MOST FREAKING INSANE QUILTS!!

jew hub

i was having a good time experienceing all that upper manhattan has to offer in terms of jews. just the other night i was sitting in a stupid restaurant at 71st and columbus about to go to therapy when this total jew lady stereotype starting talking all this jew talk on the phone. jews are always saying inappropriate shit on the phone about money and health in public.

then i went out to dinner with my mom and dad, & my mom's cousins richard and danny and their wives (they live on the ues and in teaneck new jersey respectively) and they started talking about sylvia, richard and danny's mom, who lives on the uws and is totally old and fragile, about how crazy she is and how she demanded to go to this madison square garden concert because she wanted to experience the "whoop de doo", except she bought ONE ticket for herself, in a wheelchair, to go see NEIL DIAMOND, except really she went to see neil young. etc etc it was pretty weird. i hate my mom and dad because they act like rubes but whatever. my point is, if you want to see some jews in action, you should probably bring a friend because it is such a freaking stereotype and it's fun to laugh at.

my immediate family is barely jewish so i never knew what emily ogden was really referring to when she was making jun of jews, like i didn't realize it was real.

awesome non jew related article