Showing posts with label 2010 is the year of the hippie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2010 is the year of the hippie. Show all posts

i should've just stuck to tumblr

i don't even know, okay? i'm just sick of studying and i really love find the cost of freedom. also, this vid brings back the good ole apush outlining days.



random fact: i'm listening to my hippies playlist and suddenly wishing it was summer and we could have sit ins. and yes, yes, i know there are plenty of things to protest and that being anti-establishment is kind of ridiculous unless you know why you've got that viewpoint and aren't just following the pot-smoking herd, but...i really wish i'd been around for the sixties. or that someone would hurry up with that time machine.

i want it all

...but perhaps not right now. nevertheless, here's the top three things i've been drooling over, brought to you via the intertubes.

1. remember my kitty fixation? it's back:


2. this scale:


3. a new cam cam


in less greedy news, i'm listening to believing is art by spoon. i just finished watching viva las vegas - it was elvis day on tcm. i remembered to record speedway but not blue hawaii and the momster was the one who recorded viva las vegas for me. oh well, at least i've still got another hour and a half or so of elvis to look forward to tomorrow.

random thought: ann-margret's wardrobe in viva las vegas makes me want to go shopping. i'm feeling the urge for a-line skirts and sleeveless dresses. i think i'm going to add a 'vintage/thrift store shopping buddy' to the list of friends i need to make. he/she (it can be a he! that way i'd be getting a gay bff and a vintage shopping buddy all in one go...two birds, one stone, etc.) might even be higher than the indie music buddy, since i'm getting pretty good at finding stuff in the interwebs - helped in large part by after the show and the 405 - but not so good at going to thrift stores by myself.

hmm, that's all for now. i guess i'll go back to writing.

let's just begin this post on a happy note

because you know that a first-monday-back-at-school-in-over-sixteen-days post will not be filled with many happymaking facts.

so, fact #1: i am actually ridiculously, unironically happy about the fact that i managed to discover - and fill my itunes top 25 - with bat for lashes and phoenix and the dirty projectors (although this one's only because of mark hoppus's music blog) long before pretentious indie music blogs started featuring them on their year-end roundups.

fact #2: the new blogger dashboard draft thing? is awesome. if i'd had my way if s-la hadn't made me get one of these things i'd still be on livejournal or tumblr, which are both much easier to use (and have communities for basically everything) so it's nice to see google catching up. you go blogger, coco.

fact #3: i've officially completed my reread of the poisonwood bible, just in time for class tomorrow. that makes the fourth time i've read it. the multiple points of view are still so well done as to make you feel you fail at life and/or writing. rachel is sadly still a moron. i foresee this being a fun unit in lit.

oh, and the best news of all? i've got a full scholarship to my preferred tiny safety school. which is, you know, exciting. at the very least i'm no longer feeling super-stressed, so hopefully i'll actually be able to keep my new year's resolution of zen this year.



and now for the bad news:

this writing-a-story thing is highly complicated. i'm afraid i'm going to have to chop a good chunk of what i wrote during my all-night writing binge. i adore some bits of it but it just isn't doing anything to further the plot and if i keep it the pace will drag. oh well. i'm hoping after about fifteen years and compulsive rewriting this might actually turn out decently. like let-people-read-this decent, even. one can only hope.

i've updated the bloglist, too. it's tiny right now - a few of the most recent adds to the old one and two new songs. well, i'm not sure if they count as two separate songs since kid cudi's the prayer samples the funeral by band of horses. i love the original and the not-quite-a-remix, though, so they both went it. also - and you'll probably be able to tell this by the lyrics - both of those songs have been my theme for what little of The Book With No Name that i've written so far. oh and right now i'm listening to holdin' on together by phoenix.

ugh, i have to go back to my homework now. i'd rant about that, too, but gina and jenibean have both done a better job of that, so just read their posts instead.

here, i'll leave you with something vaguely inspirational. or i assume it's inspirational since when i look at it now i mostly just laugh uncontrollably, since when i was a tiny wee widdle emo rachel and had a myspace and a xanga and still had an aim screenname to post away messages to (oh, the bad old days) this was one of my deep and insightful posts. it's good to know that, no matter how old and grown up you may feel, some things never change: