I just took advantage of an empty house by popping in my Lost In TV DVD (Suede's video collection, for the uninitiated) and shrieking, singing, shaking, jumping, jiving, jamming, and clapping my hands sore for an hour and a half. I think catching Blur's "Song 2" on Fuse started it. I needed a Britpop infusion ( Read more... )

I dropped Form & Theory on Monday night and sold my books back Tuesday. I decided it was just a little too much for me, and I imagine Dad will be emo about it if he finds out (he was gone for the night in New Jersey), but I don't care. I have to keep my head on straight ( Read more... )

Tuesday night, Veer, Chesh, Smeg and your host all piled into my dad's minivan which I still haven't vacuumed (it's covered in fir tree ... things. Needles? We got some more trees for the backyard) and went to fetch Dessy and then went to the airport, where we wandered around and finally stopped at the A gates opening where we met SARAH (asscollection). She ( Read more... )

I was passing through the dining room, which Smeg and Mom cleaned out and reorganized today - they moved our keyboard against the pink wall and dusted it. I wiped it down with a wet paper towel and sat down to play. It's got headphones, so I can make all the cacophany I want to and all anyone would hear is the weird sound the keys make without ( Read more... )