if you run, he will chase you
A review of the Sufjan concert at Lincoln Center on the 14th, one day before I got here. Pooh. 17 piece ensemble! Grahh! I saw him by himself, yes, I know, I shouldn't complain. BUT STILL. And they played The Transfiguration and Sister! SISTER! Sismac and I would kill to see Sister performed live.
Aside from yet another debacle in returning to Manhattan [...not, surprisingly, SuperShuttle's fault this time], I am here, and fine, and about to watch the Golden Globes.
I was watching the red carpet coverage earlier, but I only lasted about 15 minutes because Seacrest and Giuliana made me want to stab myself in the eye. Or them.
But I watched Keira Knightley getting interviewed, and I still can't help myself, she's just so cute and quick and British and I just want to be scrawny witty best friends.
Last night I had a dream that J.D. wanted me to move to India with him.
...Yeah, I know. I don't get it either.
Aside from yet another debacle in returning to Manhattan [...not, surprisingly, SuperShuttle's fault this time], I am here, and fine, and about to watch the Golden Globes.
I was watching the red carpet coverage earlier, but I only lasted about 15 minutes because Seacrest and Giuliana made me want to stab myself in the eye. Or them.
But I watched Keira Knightley getting interviewed, and I still can't help myself, she's just so cute and quick and British and I just want to be scrawny witty best friends.
Last night I had a dream that J.D. wanted me to move to India with him.
...Yeah, I know. I don't get it either.