Sep 23, 2004 03:05
my newest favorite record is "funeral" by "the arcade fire", although they are from canada. their music is beautiful, heard it in cd alley yesterday and today found it on the internet. will buy the record this weekend, i guess. didnt go to asheville, spent the day in pajamas organizing. it is an intense job, everything is very dusty and i have hundreds of cds i havent listened to in two years. so weeding out the good ones from the bores was a tough job. also listening to about 25 unlabeled tapes was intense, finding old ones made in the early 90's with some jodeci on them. seriously. reading old journals. in tenth grade, i was desperately in love with this guy called greg davis. greg had huge ears, a purple backpack, a handicapped sister, a mom with cancer, failed a grade, seemed kind of slow and dumb and sweet, maybe a little misunderstood. he didnt even know who i was when i was 15 and in love. in my journal, i wrote all about how devastated i was when the school policeman, officer gentry, found weed in greg's car. he was suspended for 10 days! and he couldnt go to the prom! i think i cried when i found out he got in trouble. i did cry, in the school bathroom.
did i ever write about this guy before in this livejournal? if so, awhile ago i was introduced to greg and now he is a muscleman. his body grew to match his ears, he looks like arnold schwartzenneger (sp). he works at some trucking company packing and loading things up. the first night we officially met, we were at mi pueblitos, shelby's mexican restaurant. i was sitting outside smoking a cigarette and he comes up to me and starts talking, asking if we went to high school together. funniest and weirdest part was when we eventually got to the subject of music and he told me all about how he likes underground hip-hop and aesop rock and all and eventually started rapping for me. really rapping in my ear. was a first! rapping about hotties with bndies, mostly sex-raps and a little about some kind of tough life stuff. it was sort of embarrassing but maybe endearing. the love is definitely gone by now, though.
its three a.m and i cant sleep. you can download some arcade fire songs at www.mergerecords.com. we watched the dr. phil special tonight. i hate dr. phil but we were eating pizza around the coffee table on the carpet and it wasnt so bad. dr. phil was talking to these parents about their "out of control" 9 year old boy. he said that this boy had 9 of the 14 characteristics of a future serial killer. jeffrey dahmer only had 7. the little boy would punch his sister, rub shit on the walls, kill frogs with firecrackers, etc. was interesting but i dont really like how we analyze things into the ground, creates this drama and paranoia. the boy was a little weird but just needed some good attention, some loving attention, i think. i hope my baby never goes to dr. phil and doesnt turn out to be a serial killer.
must go to sleep now, good morning to austria, i love you. goodnight america, i dont love you as much, except for you kimmy, charisma, and evan and whomever else from america is my fried and/or reads this and/or has a good brain-heart combination.
melanie, how was david sedaris??? i am really curious to hear!!! got the new book for my birthday from my sister, a hardback
cza my nza, cya my rza
mary