I feel like all my posts lately have been of the "I AM ALIVE" variety.

Having said that...

I AM ALIVE. I also am 23 and have long, eye-covering, hipster bangs now. I've just been super busy at work and my mother is staying with me in my teeny tiny studio until the beginning of July, so that leaves very little time for me to update.

Without going into too much detail, things are going well and I'm cautiously optimistic about the future; and for those of you who are curious about what I'm doing now that the pilot's been completed (and are my Facebook friends), you can mosey on over to my Notes section.

Until next time!

I don't think Chucks were built to last longer than a year and a half. I've had mine for three. I may get a new pair, but they will never be as awesome as this one.

It's been an insane week. I either need a stiff drink or a long nap.

This morning, as per usual, I made my daily pilgrimage to Starbucks before work (gotta love caffeine dependency). Today I am wearing a T-shirt with a movie poster for A HARD DAY'S NIGHT, that wonderful 1964 movie featuring the ever-so-charming Beatles in all of their moptop-alicious glory (before they got all artistic on everyone), printed on it.

The cashier pointed at my shirt as she was ringing me up and asked "Is that a movie?"
Well, OBVIOUSLY, I was slightly taken aback, and so it took me a while to respond "Um, yes, it's a Beatles movie."

She asked "Was it made recently?"

ZOMG ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! WHAT KIND OF WORLD ARE WE LIVING IN WHERE PEOPLE DO NOT KNOW THAT THE BEATLES RECORDED SOME OF THE BEST MUSIC OF ALL TIME IN THE 1960s?!

Me: Um, no, it was made in the '60s.
Her: Oh, are they remaking it? Because I saw people filming downtown a while ago and they said it was for a Beatles movie.

NOT TO BE CALLOUS, or anything, but it COULDN'T be, because two of the Beatles are NO LONGER LIVING.

Seriously, I am about to cry. This girl was my age, if not older than me, and she had no idea who the Beatles were, when they existed, or what they did. And I don't think it's just me being a music history snob/buff/whatever, either. Not knowing about THE ESSENTIAL BAND OF THE 20th CENTURY is absolutely inexcusable.

You know that really warm, fuzzy, happy feeling you get when you rediscover an old band, or movie, or book, and then once you do it fits like a glove and you wonder what happened to make you forget about it?

Yeah. That's happening to me right now.



In honor of Valentine's Day (and the month of February), this is my new wallpaper.

I almost forgot how GOOD Stephin Merritt is, because every memory of his music that I have is also tinged with memories of my first serious relationship. And even though that relationship fell to pieces two years ago, I still never listened to him until tonight just because I was so in the mood to distance myself from everything I was during that horrible breakup. But now that I've had enough time, and space, and ability to grow beyond who I was then, suddenly these songs are something completely different, and yet so familiar at the same time.

There's a reason why this man is among my favorite songwriters of all time. He's just THAT GOOD.