Cardboard boxes, books, files and papers

That's all I been handling today besides food. I swear I'm going to dream about that stuff.
While helping the children's librarian put away books, she said I should be a librarian because while I was taking the books off the shelves, I had the "look" of a truly good librarian.
What look? As I took a book down, I would look at the title and then think about whether I would like to read or check it out later. It was so tempting.

Today took a lot of hard work out of me, so I'm definitely getting a sound sleep tonight.

Reading

I haven't finished Us and Them:Understanding Your Tribal Mind by David Berreby, but I'm going to return it to the library and check it out again a few days later.

Writing? Er, I haven't done that for a few days. It's funny; when I wear my Stars and Moons ring, I don't feel like writing.

La Raza Unida

I wish I had my camera on me today because once again the high school kids were protesting HR-4437.

Sure, I know it's all 1960s to march and protest. I mean when was the last time something like that had an affect? I hope still does work. More importantly this is causing people to discuss this issue.

I'm incorrect

After looking at this picture I realized I was wrong. He's not fat. He just has a fat face with soft, babyish features. But he's still pasty like Casper.

Closure

I went to the Fall Out Boy concert. Don't Judge Me. Do Not Interject Your Opinion.

It's about closure. My little short story is going better even though I haven't writen anything after 1 p.m. Friday. Way too specific a time frame.

Or maybe it's about catharsis. I mos def felt way too old and too alone to be there. At least I was running with a crew in Sheffield. Oh, the scams and escapades we got into.

It wasn't just FOB. There was The Hush Sound. They were wonderful. I wish it was a club venue because when the peen was on stage he said that we should buy some of their merch. Hell, theirs was the only merch I got. If you bought a T-Shirt, you got their CD free. They were both so worth it.

In between sets they showed videos and stuff. Then they showed the Gym Class Heroes video ("Cupid's Chokehold") with Patrick Stump. I really liked it. I think that Patrick produced the song. It's pretty dope. It has a similiar sound as the "Sugar, We're Going Down" remix. Not only does he have a golden voice but also a golden ear. Before that video the showed the "Grand Theft Autumn" video. All I could think was "That fat robot ate the old Patrick."

Fat robot:

Old school:


Also, my digital camera isn't that great I knew I should have bought a Nikon.
The All-American Rejects were great. They had really good banter and most importantly a drum kit with Chuck Norris on it. Why does FOB have all the drama, but AAR never even comes close to that sort of stuff? Maybe it's because they're from Oklahoma or maybe it's because they don't have the Peen to deal with. Nah, it's just that they're from Oklahoma.

Writing Smut Isn't Easy

Writing:
Crap! I don't know how Zane and other smut purveyors do it. You'd think it be simple: characters come in, exchange innuendo-laden dialogue, and BAM!! they're engaging in all sorts of carnal acts. Right?

Wrong. I keep writing myself into dead ends. Do I need to write about what they do for a living or what the room looks like? Okay, maybe I do, but I'm not getting to the smut. Maybe the library has a book about how to write sex scenes...Oh, wait they do.

Well, on Monday I'll have writtten some smut.

Reading:
Jesusland still haunts me. I just read Scott Pilgrim's Precious Little Life.

http://www.scottpilgrim.com/
I need to buy it. That's some great stuff. I can't wait to read it all. It's the perfect mix of indie comics and manga.
And it's published by Oni!
http://onipress.com/graphicnovels/


The same people who published my beloved Blue Monday.

What I'm Reading

I'm trying to get in the groove of blogging, so I'm going to blog about what I've been reading and writing.

Writing:
I've started on a BUST "One Hand Read" about my new obsession. Take a gander below around Mar 8th for a clue. I've written a page. Just the establishing stuff. Ugh.

Reading: Jesusland by Julia Scheeres.

The saddest thing I've read. I cried when I finished it. I'll talk more about it later. I should e-mail her about what I thought of the book.
I wanted to read because one day I was talking with a friend and she started telling me about a strict Christian summer camp she went to one summer. Since she was black and there was only one other black kid there, I was a very interesting experience. But not as bad as in Jesusland.

The Kalamazoo Promise

I don't have any kids, but if I did I'd see what jobs were popping in Kalamazoo.
http://www.kalamazoopublicschools.com/education/dept/dept.php?sectiondetailid=10657&sc_id=1131662979
http://www.wmich.edu/wmu/news/2005/12/001.html

I read the Wall Street Journal every weekday at work. Why? For the gems like the about story. Oh, yeah, that business stuff is real interesting, too.

In all seriousness, politics and economics affect us all whether we're aware of it or not. Unlike cultural issues, which we can ignore or choose not to participate in -- yes, you can avoid seeing Paris Hilton by not watch E! and VH-1 and stop reading those trashy entertainment mags-- politics and economics can overly and covertly restrict our lives and choices.


Sorry, for the change in tone. I still have some comments about FOB: I should've expected this from a band whose singles are "Sugar, We're Going Down", "Dance, Dance"*, and "A Little Less Sweet Sixteen And a Little More Touch Me."

* You'll find this funny if you remember the Billy Idol (?) song "Dancing With Myself."

Esprit d'escalier

Lately I've been wearing my hair out in a big, well-sculpted, 70s style afro.

vs.

Okay, it's very difficult to get a perfect afro because everynight I sleep on it, but it looks good. Honestly I prefer the unsculpted afro look becuase it's easier to keep up.


Anyways, last week on Friday or Thursday I was walking along and some high school boys starting making jokes, like "Who let you out of the house looking like that?" and "Didn't Madam C.J. Walker invent the hotcomb for a reason?"

I wish I had said something smart-assed back like "Fuck y'all ignant asses!" or "I believe you young fellows are mistaken, Madam C.J. Walker actually invented a scalp conditioning and healing formula and trained hair culturists or as we call them now cosmotology students. It is in fact a misconception among the ignorant that she created the hotcomb. I suggest you lads should study her life because her business acumen and political activism was a sterling example of black womanhood."

Instead I just ignored them and held my head up high.

Icons

Also the icons people are making of peengate are hilarious.

http://community.livejournal.com/peengate/11077.html

Me & My digital camera

All the lovely fall out. Radiation is a popular theme nowadays, what with _The Hills Have Eyes_ coming out.

I am the worst FOB fan. I among one of those girls who paid the band little attention until pictures of their bassist's cock got on the Internet. They made good pop punk and I had decided a while ago that Pete was the best looking one because, well, they're a bunch of pasty-assed white boys. Now, I'm going to buy the CD and maybe buy tickets to a show.



Of course the man himself had to say something: The Moral of the Story .



My local paper had run a fluff story that I didn't even bother to read about the digital camera/myspace generation and how we love to take pictures of ourselves. I need to go back and read it. Then, Pete must be like a generational spokesman.

When I first got my digital camera I, like everybody else, took naked pictures of myself within the first week. The big difference is I deleted them after a few days.


Remember kids: Naked pics of youself should either be printed and given to the SO/fuckbuddy/random AIM/myspace/chat hook up or deleted.

P.S. If the aforementioned fuckbuddy puts them up on the Internet...well, I have no advice. You're FUCT.

FOB p33n

Okay, not really.

Apparently my advice is useless because there's a better way to handle such disputes.
Shock and awe.




Yep, that's right have photos of your penis leaked all over the Internet.

Fall Out Boy fall out

Appartently some former friend of Pete Wentz is kirking out and starting some internet drama.

Yeah, it's even stupider than it sounds. They sound like 14 y.o. having a catfight over who wore what to a swim party.

Since Mr. Wentz admires Jay-Z so much, I would like to offer some advice as to how a rapper would handle this.

First of all they wouldn't even bother with this internet shit. They'd call the mf out in public/on TV.
Second, they'd say that they did fuck ya girl. Did you? It doesn't matter. This just shows you own him and you don't care about his opinion.
Third , write a song about him then ignore him unless he makes a song about you, then you repeat the third step.

I just want less whining and more shit-talking.