listening to: cocteau twins – persephone
I really hope nobody was up stalking my Last.fm user page last night between the hours of 1 and 3 to see that I listened to this song about TWENTY TIMES in a row (thanks, insomnia. Love you too, bitch). Yeah. Probably not. BUT HOW ELSE AM I GOING TO ILLUSTRATE THE POINT THAT THIS SONG ROCKS?
So…tonight was a string quartet-planned Bachorette Party for Courtney, who is getting married in June. And…yeah. If you know me, you’re probably going “…HAH!” But hell, if a good time was not had by all. But…
You guys. Do you know what it’s like to have three other people (quartet members! oy! hah, it’s funny because they’re stalking my blog!!) yelling at you to show your boobs to an entire bar? Well, now I do. For the the record, I did not, repeat, DID NOT show my boobs to all of the Cowboy Monkey.
Random things: it turns out my sister did her undergrad at Oberlin with Sun Young. That is hilarious and awesome to me. She said that, even though she’s known me for a while, it never occurred to her I was Erica’s sister (yay, looking Aryan while my sister looks Gypsy!), but that it makes more sense than ever now, especially with how identical we sound to each other. Sigh. I should just turn my blog into the record of who I met that randomly knows my sister. And yeah. I love Sun Young, partly because she is the one who told me to yell “fuck you” and yank people’s hair back last semester when it was applicable.
Last but not least: cello weigh-in…
New case without cello: 10 lbs
New case with cello: 16 lbs
Old case witihout cello: definitely more than 16 lbs.
My lower back is a much happier one these days.
KERRY. WHEN ARE WE GOING TO WANDER COMPULSIVELY?
Ugh. Feel boring, useless, uninteresting to the world. Am probably just tired, as could not fall asleep until nearly 4am. Will go fix this.