the most impassionate song to a lonely soul is so easily outgrown
Friday was awesome: no paycheck, and a final rejection from that last job. And still I rise, bitches. Well, maybe I don't rise. Although I have gotten up in the morning -- early, even -- two times since then, so yeah, I guess I do rise. How weird is it that "And Still I Rise" popped into my head? Also, that I sang the "Smurfberry Crunch is fun to eat!" jingle today (Degrassi Christmas episode has Nutcracker content, you see). There has got to be some job out there that needs these abilities. Come on.
I saw "The Motorcycle Diaries" today and I would highly recommend it. Not only because pretty Gael is such a pretty pretty, either. Oh, he is so pretty, though. I have never seen "Y tu mamá también," which is likely because I am a damn fool. You know El Fano was like, "I am buying that tomorrow!" Anyway, yes, this was an excellent movie, beauty boy aside. Now I have to see "Central Station." Same director and all.
I am having a Morrissey problem lately. This is terrible news. This is a regression that can only end in trouble. I was looking up "120 Minutes" playlists and read "My Love Life" and thought, "Ooh, see, that was a goodie." And I downloaded it, and when doing so came across a bunch of other songs to download, including "Interesting Drug" and "Lucky Lisp" and such. Man. Before he started writing things like this (see "If you're wondering why ...") some good things happened. But it's been 10 years. At least.
Anyway, yes. I'm proceeding with caution.
I had a dream that I was doing political work with Jennifer Garner (?) and Dollie kept asking her fashion advice. This is twice now that Dream Dollie has been insistent upon asking fashion advice from famous people, once when I was reluctantly making out with a rock star (this involved a bedroom fashion show, horrors) and once when I was talking activism with Jennifer Garner. I don't even watch "Alias." What are these dreams about? What I do watch though is "Rescue Me", which I'd been DVRing. I finally decided to watch one and see if it was time to erase all the episodes I'd been collecting. But I liked it! I was surprised. It is odd, because much of it is shot in Rockaway, and then they always have the T-Mobile commerical shot in Greenpoint (Shanghai Lee, that's my Chinese restaurant!) on, and it is all very odd.
OK, see, this is getting very tedious now, isn't it? Yes. It is. Goodnight!
posted by j @ 11:54 PM
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You know I had to make a comment on your regression. And I totally understand you wanting to precede with caution. Although his lyrics are not nearly as genius as they were back in the day, the album is still pretty good. Give it a chance, don't expect it to be wondrous, and maybe you'll actually enjoy some of it. =) Jostelo
I have to proceed with caution here as well, because I well know that the only people who can violently object to a musician to a fan and get away with it are fellow fans (see various messageboard posts on Sloan, Passions, etc). And I can't say I've been a fan of Morrissey in 10 years. I did actually hear three songs from Quarry and I read all the lyrics, and in all honesty, I as an unemployed writer, cannot in good faith support writing that bad. He gets paid for that, and it disgusts me in a way that I can't even explain. I will remember the good times, the bad times, the time he ended a set early over an empty container of orange juice, at which time I said, "I am so out of here." And out I will stay. It must be so.
Jane, I love you. I also envy you for The Motorcycle Diaries, which I need to see like a crazy person. I haven't seen Y tu mamá también yet either and I think it is just because I hate the title, because other than that I think, "ooh, this movie, I want to see it."
I decided a good way to combat the goofy titleness of it. To just call it "Yo' Mama." Same thing, and yet so much better.
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