there are no words.


sorry i'm like perez hilton right now. i kind of forgot my blog for awhile and wanted to update some stuff. mostly, i'm trying to cheer myself up. that lunch last friday (oh, we'll talk about that when i'm ready) has totally shook me up and i'm having more trouble than i had originally bargained for dealing with.

but, alas. there are the tunes. if you check out my crackspace page you will see my calander. if that was really my calander, i'd the be the coolest/happiest person in the world. but its actually just my wish list of shows to see in NY. i'm too broke (and have no one to go with) to actually see everything.

the thing i'm the most excited about right now is the night i have dubbed "athens night," march 26th at T5. we've got the whigs and the drive by truckers and i cant wait. i'm also crossing my fingers 5 times over that i will get to go to the spoon show with "special guests.' my interest is peaked....

too bad i'm outta town for the say hi and wintersleep shows. and i wanted to see vampire weekend in GA (catch the buzz out of town, it's better) but i'm going to just miss it on my way back to NY.

currently cant stop listening to: band of horses, the new weepies album, rilo kiley, missy higgins, the whigs, R.E.M. and eisley.
i'm such a ____.


my biggest crush right now. seriously.
(well, her and kevin jonas...gotta equal it out here.)

so happy she won at the spirit awards. THRILLLLLLED she's starring in drew's directorial debut.
but yeah, officially, in love.


oscar o-ate.

even though i LOVE award shows, esp. the big show, there were only 2 categories i cared about this year.
and both of the people i wanted to win, won.
plus, i thought jon was pretty funny....

so, while the show was like the least watched ever and people seem to be complaining about it quite a lot, i was plenty happy. plus, the spirit awards were great too.

goodbye, awards season.
its been real.


just listen.

Dear Molly, this is gonna sound a little strange but I'd like you to paint over my old closet door. The thing is there is never a time when you will be more honest, and your convictions will be stronger, and your motives will be more pure than they are right now. Which means you should chase whatever excites you. Be confident, and take risks, and paint over my words so you can start writing your own. My story may have inspired you, but I'm certain your story will inspire the next girl to live in our room. I want you to know you don't need somebody to write about you in order for your life to mean something. You can write about yourself… make your own destiny. Then years from now the next girl will keep what you write on that door long enough to remind you how inspired your life is. And you can tell that girl to paint over the door because you realize the words you wrote, the friends you had, the urgency you felt will always be there under the paint. The love you professed will always be there, the spark of something undeniable, a seed of hope, the truth for better or for worse burning fiercely just below the surface. Love.


if i could cry, i would right now.

the degree to which this day was bad will most certainly go down in my history. i wish i were kidding, but sadly i'm not.

dreams were scattered, jobs were threatened and my self-respect was def on the line. a part of me really just wants to sit here and write exactly what all happened....but i know that is better kept in a journal where it cant be found, you know? i miss the days when i was so young it didnt matter what i put out there.

i'm still at EW now (it's 9pm) and i could stay all night but i'm going to a show. you know how when you had a bad day and then you have something fun to do later....you dont want to do it? like, you want to go home and cry and lay in bed. or i do at least. but that makes no sense because the fun thing could help turn your day around a little.

so. lets hope this fun thing helps my day.
cause it needs it.

ps- that boy i told you about many moons ago? the huge, monster love crush?


musicness is next to godliness.

what one hopes EW will ask malkmus...

...mostly i'm wondering whether the castle where he lives in portland (no joke) was built for him, to his specifications, or if he just happened to find it. and was he explicitly looking to live in a castle in the first place? also, what came first, janet weiss joining the jicks or malkmus joining sleater-kinney's trivia team (again, no joke), and is there a direct correlation there? and how is fatherhood treating him/how is his kid doing? how does the family feel about him hitting the road to tour/do they come along?



R.I.P polaroid, i love you so.



oh, click five. you're a chessy little boy/pop band that could be SO much more....but, i still love you. you may have gone asian but at least there will always be that time i brought my skateboard to your show in NY and the time you almost forgot me in ATL.

one day, i hope you all realize your great playing skills could yield better music. but until then, i still love "empty," i'm glad you made a video for it and if nothing else, god damn you're one hot band of boys. whew.



oh, husband #1....how i love thee. you will always be the most important man in my fragile life.

(dont get jealous. husbands #2 and #3 -- shaun and shia, ryan was my first and thats just the way it is. you know i love you too, plenty to go around.)

warning: i complain.

i dont mind being poor.
i really dont, i barely know the difference anymore.

but there are certain times that i wish i wasnt poor and thats why i really have to stop going to threadless.com, one of my fave things in the world. not only do i want a ton of tshirts i cant afford (embarassing since they are about $15 a pop) but i really love some of the paintings and would love to get one. just one.

here's an example. if you can afford a few shirts, go look around. that site is incredible.


a little catch up.

its been a few days, friends.

and i had the craziest, yuckiest weekend ever known. well, you know what i mean- it was bad. i was pretty busy which i actually like usually but the whole thing flew by without mush rest so that part sucked. but thats just the tip of the iceburg.

friday night i saw a pretty sweet "whigs" performance in the BK but i got kind of....left there and was totally alone. which is fine but the situation and how it all went down was weird. i think i will leave it at that.

saturday i slept in (it took me almost 3 hours to get home on friday night because of two messed up trains) and then cleaned before i met wes for a good southern (but expensive) dinner. then off to urban to close, AGAIN. but thankfully, im not closing this weekend. the madness must end, momma's tired.

sunday was the big mess. i thought i had planned things about pretty well but i actually really short-sighted my day. i was supposed to go to the animal shelter with jones from 11-3 and then be at the movie theatre at 4pm to start interviewing people for the 5pm showing of "hannah montana 3-D" for EW. firstly, i HATE interviewing people on the fly...my only fear is other people and im so nervous and shy that theres nothing i hate more than having to just approach people and ask questions on the fly. well...we got to the animal shelter much later than i thought we would and only had to 20 mins to look around. then we missed our train. then i realized i didnt have my tape recorder. then i tried to go to TIME but it was locked then my friend matt said i could borrow his but it ended up being a video camera. then i didnt have tapes and so lauren got them for me but they were $27 (!!!!!) and then i barely made it in time for the movie before way overpaying for concession food because i was super, super hungry. after the movie, we got thrown out of the theatre and got a measly 3 interviews on the way out. i worked from home to call some girls that i know to get some more quotes but im not sure that any of it matters because i never heard back from my co-worker after i sent him what i had.

cry me a rive (i know) but it was just a big UGH when it was all said and done. the only good news is that im really excited/dead set on getting my dog after the FL trip in march....which means i should have a friend within 2 months! hooray. im not getting a puppy though which makes me sad but its less expensive to get a one-two year old and they are already trained and fixed. so...you cant really argue that for as little as i am home.

im super excited that i will be going a little vacay the first week of march in FL but im doing well financially (duh), so im just hoping i can pull it off. fingers crossed.

im dorkily looking forward to the oscars..i reall think/just want to hope that the strike is over by then. i dont want it to start effecting the fall tv line-up.

in other news, i get really tired an go to sleep by 12 almost every night now. isnt that crazy? well, it is. its a new frontier, my friends.