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Mon, 28 Jul 2008 02:55:51 GMT

this song makes me feel like a vampire in love.

echo & the bunnymen, "the killing moon"

Under blue moon I saw you
So soon you'll take me
Up in your arms
Too late to beg you or cancel it
Though I know it must be the killing time
Unwillingly mine
Fate
Up against your will
Through the thick and thin
He will wait until
You give yourself to him
In starlit nights I saw you
So cruelly you kissed me
Your lips a magic world
Your sky all hung with jewels
The killing moon
Will come too soon
Fate
Up against your will
Through the thick and thin
He will wait until
You give yourself to him
Under blue moon I saw you
So soon you'll take me
Up in your arms
Too late to beg you or cancel it
Though I know it must be the killing time
Unwillingly mine
Fate
Up against your will
Through the thick and thin
He will wait until
You give yourself to him

Wed, 23 Jul 2008 04:07:14 GMT

my roommate just got a preamp for his new record player, so i've been listening all day. my record player needs a needle and its own preamp.. but my roommate likes to have things i do, but only better. roommates can suck, especially when they are anal grandmothers who freak out at you about cleaning the bathroom, even though you consider them to be your best friend.

we have a simple collection for now, most of the records are from my mother.
queen, greatest hits
reo speedwagon, donno
rolling stones, some girls
lynyrd skynyrd, don't know either
etcetcetc
wolf parade, apologies to the queen mary
feist, the reminder
bon iver, for emma, forever ago
jimi hendrix, donno
zombies, odessey & oracle

do you listen to vinyl ? i find it relaxing and almost spiritual. definitely ups the romance with the music.

Sat, 19 Jul 2008 19:26:50 GMT

i'm home alone with that lil pup. i'm babysitting her, her daddy, my roommate, is gone for the night. she's basically just as much mine as his, i babysat her for three months while he was studying abroad. we refer to her as olive, or i like orive. all she knows is love, food, pee, poop, and scared. she does things so cutely, things that cute shouldn't exist. but i'm glad they do.

i have no girl friends. for the most part i am okay with it, one of my roommates is a girl inside. but i guess there is a small void there that i wouldn't mind to be filled. girls usually don't like me, i think it's because i can be intimidating in social situations. i'm surrounded by cute boys and i am shy. o shucks. my roomies and i usually sit around, smoke cigarettes, sometimes weed, drink a lot of beer, watch a lot of planet earth and south park. it is fun in my book. except i would like some books. south park is so great, the messages are sometimes shocking, and always hilarious.

i got sososo drunk two nights ago. i was invited to a work party through a ridiculously random series of events that i will not mention. anyway, i ended up leaving the party with boyfren, and he was being drunker than me, so i started walking on the other side of the road. pretty soon i lost him, a lone wolf on the streets of dinkytown. i was such a typical annoying, drunk sorority girl, walking all over the sidewalk, asking everyone i ran into for a cigarette. then i lost my fabulous blazer. my liver hates me. but olive loves me, at least i think she would if she knew what it was.

Wed, 16 Jul 2008 23:52:07 GMT

i finally got a job, answer to (almost) everything wrong in my life! ima busgirl, server, silverware roller, and cashier at noodles&co. it's pretty much a good time no matter what. too bad it's a twenty minute walk and i must wear pants :[. oh bicycle, i want to ride A bicycle. i'm saving for france. been too long since i've traveled.

i need to stop smoking.
i want to travel in space, wake up next to the stars.
but really, i should just get some toilet paper and breakfast foods. because i eat breakfast now.

Sun, 06 Jul 2008 17:42:48 GMT

I never thought I would say this, but I miss being lonely. I'm never alone anymore. I want to sit in the basement of my parents house and listen to music all night and paint and watch movies and dream. I want to take late night drives and feel the cool summer breeze on an empty road. But no, instead I get drunk every night living in this college town with my college boyfriend and college bff with no car, no place to call only my own. The city is driving me a little bit insane.

Wed, 02 Apr 2008 05:18:22 GMT

I'm trying to do my French reading and failing. It's pretty frustrating, I'm supposedly majoring in French... I'm not really good at any one thing.

other things:
new m83 album <3
drinking too much pop
being a poor college student
missing those studying abroad
buffalo '66
super smash brawl!!!! yusss

disclaimer: scanner made of poop

bedroom

boyfriend

puppyface

I'm in need of an epiphany.

Thu, 20 Mar 2008 05:54:31 GMT

Within the past week or so I've watched three seasons of Project Runway. I'm so in love. With Christian Siriano. Also, I was under the impression that Daniel Vosovic won season 2 and I was a little in shock when Chloe did instead. Jay's an asshole, although I dug his headphones.

Anyway, since watching the show I've been watching all the Fall/Winter 08 shows on style.com. Garments are such an art, a beautiful way of expressing yourself, really. I hate the word fashion, I'm more into style. and that of Marc Jacobs. I wasn't impressed with his Fall show, but I did like: Proenza Schouler, Balenciaga, Valentino, Versace, and Diane von Furstenburg.

Who are some of your favorite designers and why?

Thu, 02 Aug 2007 19:04:44 GMT

http://www.cnn.com/video/#/video/us/2007/08/02/vosli.mn.i35w.bridge.collapse.side.view.cnn

A major Minneapolis highway bridge crossing the Mississippi collapsed yesterday during rush hour. I live 5 blocks away from it, so it's the bridge my mom was supposed to take to pick me up last night. She missed it by 20 minutes and this is so crazy. All I want to do is help and I can't even fathom a tragedy of this caliber. There are still 20+ people missing after 4 deaths and all I can do is hope.

(for some reason I couldn't figure out an LJ cut)

Wed, 06 Sep 2006 17:11:34 GMT

Well I'm back at school now, in the dorms for the second year. poo. Oh well, my room is bomb and I have the best coincidences.. ever. There seriously has to be something true and genuine about my friendship with Jan and Twan. On the second day back I hung out with Jan and we were in the back of our friend's van listening to a random radio station. News about The Smashing Pumpkins came on as they played Disarm :] the pumpkins are what brought us togetha foreva. Then I was in my Geology night class last night (and in a bad mood), sending a text, and as I look up I see TWAN struggling to find a seat. I wanted to scream but he was too far away for me to yell in front of 200 people. Twan was supposed to be suspended this year, but he magically got back into school and in my dorm! After class I gave him my new number, but scribbled it down so he thought the six was an eight. I thought he was still hanging out with his woman, but noo, he had been calling the wrong number. I pooped around, showered, ate late night, etc. Then I went to have a smoke out front after I ate, and before I even lit my cigarette I saw Jan hurdling up the stairs with his skateboard and Twan following. Our timing is perfect and I'm so lucky to know these people.

PS my lit prof is a fox.

Fri, 25 Aug 2006 08:35:56 GMT

I saw Sonic Youth open for the Flaming Lips tonight. Thus, now I can die happy.

Sat, 12 Aug 2006 07:27:50 GMT

i hate my birthday.

Tue, 01 Aug 2006 00:50:31 GMT

i don't think a day goes by where i am not confronted with awkward situations.
last night i was over at emily's new fb's (oh wait, the abbreviation for fuck buddy is opposite of boy friend har har) apartment along with another guy and lizzy. the guys asked me to play stuff from my ipod, but i didn't know what to play. i told them i don't like playing dj sometimes because i got beyond horrible reactions from playing of montreal at work, etc. they said whatever i chose would be fine, so i ended up layin down some heiruspecs and me and the other guy jammed to that. later i changed it to bob dylan. i was under the impression that you can't go wrong with bob dylan, especially in an artsy stoner's apartment. oh, i was wrong. lizzy goes on and mocks mr robert zimmerman and bitches on for about five minutes straight. then tells me, "sorry! don't change it... not this stuff... i mean..." fuck off, cunt. i'm not one to be hurt if someone doesn't dig the same tunes as i, but jesus, i warned them. so i changed it to the flaming lips, if you were wondering, and then went home and listened to more bob dylan. maybe he should only come out (alone) at night.
i think i might be allergic to nectarines ?! my tongue is tingling. in a bad way.

i still love your "mediocre/arrogant rhymes" and "honky doodle" voice and crazy folk g-tar.

Sun, 23 Jul 2006 02:34:46 GMT

aaaaaand life just keeps on shitting runnier, smellier, nastier shits all over me.

Mon, 10 Jul 2006 01:28:14 GMT

PSH PSH PSH is all i have to say about the world cup. france played an overall better game (they be hustlin) than italy did. it is just too bad they had to prove their soccer skills in a god damn shoot out. plus, even though zidane head butted materazzi for no apparent reason, he is still a walking orgasm. and a bad ass. either way i would give a leg to go to both countries, but zidane is just so hot.

Sat, 01 Jul 2006 16:59:47 GMT

sweaty dance party at the oldest house in minneapolis. bastards who took these pics and made this photo for their house's myspace got kicked out of their place after the party. at least i wasn't skanking around in my undies like the two chicks in the middle.

daft punk - digital love ft dj sneak
the go! team - huddle formation
dangerdoom - old school ft talib kweli
junior senior - move your feet
any shitty popular rap beats from any time
the faint - worked up so sexual
talking heads - anything.

Fri, 09 Jun 2006 19:00:17 GMT

it'll give ya jollies, i swear.

Fri, 09 Jun 2006 02:44:24 GMT

everyone should know about these songs

the knife - heartbeats
josé gonzález - heartbeats

and everyone should know that the knife's version is better.

Thu, 01 Jun 2006 09:44:14 GMT

new new new.
new hair.
new life.
new boy.
new creatures to fly about in my belly.
woop! woop woop!

love, for the second time.

st cloud friday. a cigarette just does not taste as good sans ma famille.