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Today was my employee review at work– I think this was the first review in 4 years where I didn’t leave crying! It was pretty good– it was completely unlike the Harvard ones– there was no stress, I didn’t have to answer for all my faults, and I didn’t have to write any essays. Rock on! Apparently, I’m doing pretty well at work, and nobody hates me or thinks I’m a major slacker. This is good news!

I am so psyched for this show tonight! Seriously! I have been waiting impatiently for this concert for 5 months. I’m psyched not only because I love love love ADULT., but because there will be absolutely no drama whatsoever surrounding this show.

The last time I saw ADULT., I was still feeling the fresh, lovely sting of having recently been dumped by Punktard. I had bought him a ticket, so I had to get the ticket to him using an intermediary. He showed up with Krista, the one he dumped me for. They both hung out with Pete, who was trying to scam on Athena, who wasn’t having any of it and therefore trying to escape him by hanging out with me. Thus I couldn’t escape any of them. Plus, this was the first real journalistic assignment I had for Earlash.com, and I was nervous about making it sound like crap. As I read it over now, I think I should have worried more, since it does sound like crap, but whatever–I decided that I’m not going to flagellate myself over past review efforts.

Anyway, tonight I journey to Central Square to see ADULT. all by my self! There will be no drama tainting my enjoyment of the music! There will be nobody there I know! Well, there probably will be since it’s a small city of people who are into this sort of music, but if I run into anyone, at least it will be purely coincidental.

Yay! I’m so psyched!!! I’ve had my ticket since December (I think– at least that’s how long its been on my calendar)!!

I love being a grown-up.

and read that post. It probably wouldn’t be much different from today.

The main difference is, I am going to see ADULT. tomorrow night! Yayyy!!!!!

::drool::

This car rules.
I’ve been trying to figure out what to do with my stupid car. It’s worth about $1700-$2000. Do I sell it now? Do I pay the $780 and get it fixed and then sell it? Do I just keep it until it falls apart completely? I can’t really afford the insurance this month… I need to get it inspected, and I doubt it will pass. Grrr.

I also need to get my bike fixed, but can’t afford that either– I suppose I’ll have to learn how to do it myself, which means I’ll probably fuck it up before I actually fix it. I used to be good with bikes, but all the information I had in my head when I was 15 has completely vanished.

When I am a super hero, my super power will be the power of restraint. I will be able to watch movies like Elektra and not make sarcastic comments. I really really tried hard to not comment, but it was nearly impossible. Thus, I have banished myself from the living room to let my roommate and her studmuffin watch the awful piece of crap in piece. It is really painful–the only way I was able to not go insane from watching that heinous movie was to point out the obvious silly flaws, which ran about 797 per frame.

Ok, I’ll admit it– I don’t understand most comic book movies. I never read the comic book, and have no emotional or personal attachment to the [corny one-dimensional] characters. Thus, most of the magic is lost on me; I can only see the cheesy dialogue and bad acting. Alas. Where’s my Ring of Powerful Restaint? I hear another fight sequence! I’m gonna need it!

So, I pick up Rolling Stone magazine today, and who’s in it? First of all, the Dresden Dolls. That’s to be expected, I mean, sooner or later they’re going to be internaitonally famous, if they aren’t already. They’ve come a long way from the days when Amanda drop-kicked a barrel cactus in the Rugg Road parking lot, and Brian worked at S&S and brought us leftover muffins.

Banks Violette is also mentioned in RS– can you believe it? The very scrawny druggie skate punk I went to high school with is having his own art show at the Whitney. I remember he asked me once which hand he should masturbate with that night, and I was pretty much stumped for an answer. He also asked me what my favorite position was, and when stumpedor ma for an answer, he said his was the one that involved 3 10-year old girls, a French poodle, and a kiddie pool filled with lime jello. Mind you, at ACS, I sat in the corner of the hall with my hair hanging in my face (under a hat of course, for maximum concealment) and didn’t talk to anyone. The fact that Banks actually even talked to me was miraculous in my eyes.

Anyway, it’s good to see that people I know are going on to do great things– maybe Gen X isn’t as cursed as I think. Actually, I’m not sure the Dresden Dolls even qualify as Gen-x, with an average age of 26. Anyway, it’s cool that people I know are going places. There is hope in the world that “normal” people can do great things. Or at least be recognized for achievements. Not that being in Rolling Stone is the pinnacle of success, but you know what I mean!

Lola’s new favorite activity is to start at one end of a room hiding, come bounding out of nowhere, and then run as fast as she can up my leg.

Yes, I’m awake.

So I’ve decided that, since I’m the only person requesting things on electrobleep.com today, I will request things that I’ve never heard before. Thus I’ve been listening to some really weird stuff–I’ve since exhausted all the bands and artists that I’ve read or heard about, and now I’m just picking things at random whose names I like. So…
Tele:Funken– planetarium music, but cool. Not the cheesy shows for kids, maybe this one’s about black holes or star formation or something.
Club Telex Noise Ensemble: so far sounds like I’m trapped inside a TV, trying to run away from Eurotrash gangsters. Ok, now it just sounds like the CD is skipping a lot. I think it’s supposed to sound like that, though.
The Faux: pop music of the future. Hahah I crack myself up. Really, it sounds kind of like what they would play in a movie of the future to demonstrate what Rock Music of the Future would sound like.
Telefon Tel Aviv - muzak for aging raver kids.
Phew, back to Serge Gainsbourg.
This is fun!
It’s not the most entertaining thing on earth for you to read about, I’m sure, but whatever. I’m having fun.

OH YEAH!

Krustee looked up Severin Drix, and found that he’s Tiddly-Winks world champion. I totally had forgotten about that!

That was the name of the Anglish teacher at IHS that I was trying to think of. Severin Drix has got to be one of the awesomest names on earth. He sounds like a mad scientist, or maybe an evil villian. Severin Drix. Rock on.

The other day at work I made a Passover-themed display, which will maybe be funny to the one Jew who actually gets it. I put a bunch of appropriate DVDs up The 10 Commandments, Prince of Egypt etc., and then found items in the store to illustrate the 10 Plagues of Egypt. Here’s what I found:

1. the Nile turns to blood (fake Halloween blood capsules)
2. frogs (stretchy rubber frog)
3. it depends on the translation– I’ve seen this as lice, mosquitoes, general vermin (wind-up rat)
4. flies (squishy spaghetti with rubber flies and maggots in it)
5. cattle plague (all I could find was a cow that poops jellybeans)
6. boils (fake oozing sores for Halloween costumes)
7. hail (Sno-Caps , that candy)
8. Darkness covering the land (candles and glow-in-the-dark stars)
9. locusts (there’s a band called The Locust, and we have a pin of them)
10. Smiting of the first born (all I could find was the cigarette-smoking baby incense burner thing)

Yes, I’m a dork. But, it was fun. I’m sort of in the mood for a seder, but meh. Maybe um… Sunday? Wait, Passover will be over by then. Crap, this is my last free night!