Tuesday, February 23, 2010

The hours pass so slowly, since they've thrown away the key

When I was a kid, my dad was always rambling about how good Bananarama was. I was always like "yeah, it's cool." but now, I understand. Pretty genius pop songwriting. And really goofy babes.

The judge and the jury, they all the put the blame on me.
Only you can set me free, because i'm guilty, guilty as a girl can be
I stand accused of love in the first degree

Do you love waking up next to me as much as i love waking up next to you?

Hello friends, How are you? have you recieved an early spring, if you're in the great pacific northwest? If so, yay!
This has been a very weepy week, but will hopefully make me a more understanding person. I need to remember to speak and try to ACTUALLY FEEL with love, patience, and not to build walls to avoid pain or hard work.
Trials! This week I made lots of small fascinator combs, read some zines, hustled, traveled more than I intended,snuggled and relaxed with olympia and seattle friends, went to some shows and a square dance, ended up on the kitsap peninsula, learned how to apply eye makeup from my mother, thought and wrote extensively about female performance, wondering if this new-feeling, different interest in presentation is a trap, and that i will soon only stare into a mirror working on my face like edie sedgwick, making everyone two hours late for events? I don't think so, and also it coincides with a high point in body confidence, and heavy processing and conversations with other people about their presentation and gender.

I turn 23 this weekend, and I want to feel more excited than I am. From the time that i was maybe 12, I always thought that 23 was going to be a really lovely year. Horoscopes say as much, in my opinion.

They say this is the pisces year for sensual pleasures, music and dancing and making love and eating.
As for music, I listen to Donna Fargo and Lee Hazlewood. Dancing, not so much. Eating, nothing really tastes right. Making love, I'm a touch depressed to even try.

I'm applying seasonally to Dollywood. If i get hired I will take it as a sign from my patron saint dolly parton and move to pigeon forge, tennessee. So please pray for or against in your own preference and let's see what happens.

Birthday Party at my house next week

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Girls in Peril: A Novella (Tin House New Voice) Girls in Peril: A Novella by Karen Lee Boren

My rating: 3 of 5 stars
Coming of age is my jam, thus i read this book. In this summertime novella set in the 1970's, lush in descriptions of summer, sweat, and the thin lace between girlhood and teen leg lengthening run deep. Pretty weak plot, but pretty.

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Portland zines

I first read this comic book in a bathroom on division street, while I perched on the closed toilet seat and brushed my teeth before bed. There is a lot of pinball played, and it is filled with a general sense of cozy friend-dom and just hanging out. very cute. I think this is also the person who made the McGriddle Defense zine, the food fiction zine that shocked all who read it at the Portland Zine Symposium (and many others around the world, to be sure.). I'm glad things like that sure do still exist, and thank you. Actually I'm kind of anxious about you clicking that last link, because it froze up my browser, but It's worth it. I had no clue what a mcgriddle was before reading that zine, and It's two pancakes with built-in syrup, mean, cheese, and egg. Can you believe it? Also on the blue skies above us blog, a nice synth + punk laden winter mix called Wintermute. Download that here.

This zine is so charming. It's a quarter size hand-bound mini treasure. I have a few issues from last year, and each one is so different- just the Writer, Miss Delphine following her bliss. May it be a little doses of history, interesting photos, found things, this new issue is sure to be nice and a half!

Valentine's day. I love it. I pretty much tune out everyone that starts saying why it sucks. Greeting cards, capitalism, diamonds, institution of relationships. - blah, blah, blah. If something REALLY BAD happened (I.E. Death, a serious dumping, injury, terrible breakthrough, bad acid trip) I am willing to listen, but let's not trifle with this holiday. It's dedicated to a bunch of wild martyrs one of whom would illegally marry people, it coincides with Lupercalia, is an excuse to make heart shaped objects, eat heart shaped food, make your friends sweet (heart shaped) notes, wear sexy victorian clothes (that may or may not make breasts appear heart shaped), potentially have sex by candle light, and scream "happy valentine's day!" at midnight on 02/13/2010.

As for it being a capitalist holiday, I'm not going to be spending a dime! As for the importance it puts on traditional relationship models...Most years I spend with a group of friends, once a friendly booty call, and one year i had two valentines and OH did we eat a bunch of fancy food and party. This year, i will be spending the actual holiday with my sweetheart, but only because i love valentine's day so much and she's really hot. WIN! The thirteenth I will be crashing bikes into one another during minibike winter, and dancing at a house party.

In finland, It's just a friend's day. This can easily apply to anyone with friends. <3