March 2010
“And for you I keep my legs apart,
And forget about my tainted heart.”
– -Lykke Li, Little Bit
(the thousand word essay I had planned around this quote has been canceled. Instead, just read that and think about it and internalize it for a second. I’m too tired to spazz out about it for an hour).
John Vanderslice - The Mansion
Megapuss - To The Love Within
A quote from our book. Don't tell Marisa, but I...
Buy some scented candles or some air fresheners. Some citronella coils, maybe. Grab a window fan or two. Get a nice cross breeze going. Light some incense. Install a screen door. If you don’t, anyone and everyone who comes to your house after this sex party is going to smell something, and even though they’re not going to be able to identify it, you can be sure they’re not going to enjoy it.
I'm getting so much work done at this Coffee Bean...
I think I’ll just cut out the middle man and strap an industrial blender to my head. THIS SOUND IS SO SOOTHING AND NOT AT ALL DISTRACTING.
French Kicks - Oh Fine
Yo La Tengo - Magnet
What's Happening To Me?
ME: Whoa, I'm all hot suddenly. I'm either getting a fever or I'm really embarrassed.
MATT: Or you could be pre-menopausal.
ME: Fingers crossed!
