getting used to internet whoring so when i have days off from work there are a few things i like to do that i usually always do when i have days off in a row. one of those things is spend one if not two of those days entirely in my jammies. i love jammies. if i could work, live, and play in jammies - i would, no questions. unfortunately i live in a society where if you're a single girl who might be interested in attracting some single guys - jammies just won't cut it. actually - if you're a functioning human being in american society, jammies just won't cut it. although people rock it, they really probably should not be rocking jammies at all hours of the day - it's called real clothes and a shower. but either/or i can rock it on a day off which is exactly what i did yesterday. it was glorious. i love vacationing in the southeast on days off! (that's what i call not going downtown or anywhere near my place of employment - vacationing)

so first book finished in 2007: my life - lyn hejinian. second book looks like it'll be mainlines, blood feasts, and bad taste. i'm going to hold off on writing about my life for probably an entry in itself - but this new lester bangs reader is a gem. it's writing as entertainment - he's so good and sarcastic and cut-throat, i fucking love his style. i feel 21 again reading pyschotic reactions and careburator dung all over again! minus all the lou reed/lester bangs face-offs, unfortunately. i still enjoy my rock cricticism and i am enjoying it even more this time around considering i am more familiar with the shit he's actually writing about. he wrote a pretty bad review (but very thorough) about bob dylan's desire that actually made a lot of sense. he researches the facts behind "hurricane" and "crazy joey" and actually proves bob dylan's lyrics to be incorrect. and finally he ends the article with "i have just one question for you bob: why?" as in why lie to us about the content of your lyrics? what's the point? that's interesting to me because "hurricane" was a song that actually moved me to start listening to more dylan. so then i re-evaluated my love of dylan and decided that i loved that song based on the content no matter the fact that he wrote it less than 15 years into his career, after he had already wrote the major protest-songs of his time. so at the time i was listening to it i was unaware that he could have perhaps been trying to hold onto an aspect of his past via new songs that maybe had already passed a while ago. so i'm justified in still thinking that song is good. well whatever - just cause lester bangs makes some good points doesn't mean i'm going to change my p.o.v. i like desire and i loooooved "isis" - but i'd like bob dylan to be honest with me, too.

well looks like it didn't take long for me to feel blog comfy again considering i go right back to writing about bob dylan. things change, but not too significantly it seems. at least when it comes for my love of bob. that love maintains, my friends - never waivers. solid.

out.  ¶ 12:30 PM 0 Comments

  its hard without computer hello world.
it's hard to update your blog when you don't have a computer. increasingly difficult. there are many reasons for this - number one being that inspiration to write long, snarky entries doesn't exactly happen at the belmont library sitting next to smelly mcsmellerton under the blinding flourescent lights. not my perfect idea of a funtime writing environment. (no offense to the freaks who do enjoy that sort of thing)

so anyways who exactly still reads this anyways? everyone has switched to myspace to do their blogging. i don't agree. i like blogspot. it's the classier, adult-version of diaryland - i've always thought this - and i intend to use it for my blog-needs regardless of myspace blog popularity.

well this is going to be short because i am in my unfun writing enviro. lame.  ¶ 5:28 PM 0 Comments

  newyear bloggity blog blog i will return with a totally super-long, ravishing entry about all the goings-on via portland when i don't have 4 minutes left to use the internet at the library.

FOR REAL.  ¶ 2:57 PM 0 Comments

  portland/holiday mood indigo i don't like spending holidays away from home. thanksgiving was kind of a bummer in that respect. i mean yeah i celebrated with peeps and had a good time and ate a lot, but no fam and no friends and no going home to milwaukee and getting people together and going out and then hitting the pizza shuttle afterwards - and no hangovers for thanksgiving day, and no crazy football, and no uncle carl drunk on miller lite, and no weedkends with karlie. yeah listing all the things i miss is really improving my overall mood towards holidays.

all this derived holiday sadness got me thinking - what am i really doing in portland? yeah, i am not so sure anymore. yes, i love this west coast mentality - and i love living in a city, and i love easy access, and oregon is beautiful - but are all these self-serving loves really worth being so far away from the people who know you and love you the most? i'm not so sure anymore. or well i am not so sure today. i might have been naive in the fact that i thought moving somewhere else would be a similar experience like going up to denali was - but it's not, really. i came here with big plans to use what i've learned for some sort of meaningful employment and/or other venture, but that is totally not working out the way i wanted it to and now i'm wondering what's next?

indecisive, indecisive, indecisive!  ¶ 8:43 PM 0 Comments

  short/sweet last night i went to a show. and at this show were a few things i seriously enjoy - jams, dancing to jams, ganj, and ... hippies! it. was. maaaaarvelous! i've been kind of wondering where the fuck they've all been hiding? not everyone was into the love though - some dude yelled out the window of his car "i hate hippies!" when we were aimlessly crossing the street during a green light. other people were crossing so we just went with it!

i want to write more but the coffeeshop i am currently hoarding computer usage at is playing some seriously intense european techno and my ipod's battery is out of juice.so yeah, out.  ¶ 11:09 PM 0 Comments

  saturday afternoon quickwrite last night me and allison went on a walgreens mini-shopping spree. i bought these festive halloween lights for 83 cents a box. thats cheap. what can you buy thats worthwhile for 83 cents? not much - anyways so river gets this great idea that him and allison go back to walgreens after we get back and totally clean the store of these boxes of halloween lights for 83 cents in hopes that for some halloween to create a costume that would be "light man" or "light woman" - and the way river would create this costume is buy some sort of papery overall suit that painters wear and then poke all these halloween lights through the costume and then walk around carrying a battery pack. michele, jake, allison, and i were all thoroughly impressed. what a great costume idea right? then i came up with an add-on. what if everyone of us dressed up in these costumes and went somewhere that remained pretty dark for a good chunk of time (ie country, somewhere with no light pollution) dabbled with some pyschedelics of choice and then watched eachother move around. and then allison took it a step further and suggested that we all wear masks. i think it would be fun to watch everyone make trails of lights, or just WEAR lights! HELLO!

portland is pretty much the jam. i like it enough to stay for awhile. i need to get a bike - it's getting ridiculous how shorter things are when you are on a bike and pedaling to get to them rather than walking with your shorty mcshortyston legs. i already know this! okay i need to get back to computer business. my time is limited due to computer in storage in dad's basement in wisconsin.  ¶ 4:37 PM 0 Comments

  live from marino's so i am in my new favorite coffeehouse marino's - owned by a lively bunch of italians and drinking black coffee - which is my new caffienated beverage of choice. i like sugar-free hazelnut syrup in a black coffee even more, but they don't have sugar-free and i'm trying to watch the figure here so i'll go with no syrup. i'm doing a pretty good job at that since i moved to portland, but i think it mostly has to do with a recent loss of appetite due to worries that accumulate after FUCKING JOB SEARCH!

i'm not sure how this whole living situation is going to work out. sometimes its hard to figure out who will be live-able and who won't. sometimes its better to be friends with people, but not to live with them if you know what i mean. she's not a bad roommate and she's pretty considerate but the real truth is i'd love to get a place by myself. i am tired of roommates - i'd love to have the ability to decorate and do whatever i want with the space i am given without any approval or arguments from other people. that is a luxury that i have daydreamed about my friends. first i need to get a job before i can even think about living in this city solo - but i am going to say that is definitely the next living situation i am going to take. i like portland - i am liking living here. its unlike any other place i've lived, but i haven't lived in too many places. its a different city than milwaukee and minneapolis - different in a good way that the transportation system here fucking absolutely ROCKS. everything seems closer and easy to navigate as opposed to cities like mpls and milw where there are HUGE suburbs that you'd have to manuever yourself around to get to places. portland is more compact it seems. i bought a map at the multanhoma (sp) falls gift shop and totally have been using it to get around the area. its fun to explore a new place. also i almost went ot see dark star orchestra last night because i COULD because it was at a theater only like 10 minutes away from where i live. a whole new world of shows has opened in front of me being in such close proximity of theaters.

okay i better get off the computer.  ¶ 12:26 PM 5 Comments