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I am a book:

You're Love in the Time of Cholera!

by Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Like Odysseus in a work of Homer, you demonstrate undying loyalty by
sleeping with as many people as you possibly can. But in your heart you never give
consent! This creates a strange quandary of what love really means to you. On the
one hand, you've loved the same person your whole life, but on the other, your actions
barely speak to this fact. Whatever you do, stick to bottled water. The other stuff
could get you killed.


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at the Blue Pyramid.

I am a country:

You're Colombia!

You do a lot of drugs, and these have kind of distorted your view of
reality, to the point that everyone looks like an enemy.  You keep trying to restore
order over your schizophrenic world view, but you don't even know which goal is your own
and which is someone else's.  You're pretty sure someone needs to be punished for all
this, but who that is changes all the time.  Things would be a lot better for you if
you switched to coffee, or even to decaf, but all this money would be hard to give up.

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Hipp Hipp Hippies
Bunnies
Easter
Jellybeans
Beer


A stream of consciousness poem by megcasablancas

Thanks Avram for fun games.

I am a Scorched Earth Tank. When I have a mission, it consumes me; I will not be satisfied until the job is done. I have a strong sense of duty, and a strong sense of direction. Changes in the tide don't phase me - I always know which way the wind blows, and I know how to compensate for it. I get on poorly with people like myself. What Video Game Character Are You?

i just remembered that my favorite cutest consultant will be here tomorrow for a meeting with my boss
i need to buy stockings tonite
and wash something cute.

Love the Killers, Don't Kill the lovers.


Last nite was the first alcohol free nite after almost 2 weeks of boozing up. I remember telling Sarah the other day that if I am not at work then I am drinking. I came to the realization that I needed to ease up for at least a day because of the events that occured on Sunday, March 28, 2004. On that nite, (at the Hard Tomorrows show) I was hostile, agressive, belligerent and dangerous. I called Kyle the devil and then made him buy me a drink. I repeatedly shouted "see you in hell," not directed at anyone at DC9 but at one specific person who was NOT there. I told Liz Crow something mean for no reason. I burnt 2 of my fingers with a match and almost burnt up Liz's jacket and bag after I accidently flicked the lit match (becuz it burned my fingers.) I made Sarah and Liz follow me to Kingpin to look for the aforementioned absent person. I had a fight with Liz in the cab and then repeatedly called her when I got home - and she hung up on me three times. Drinking makes me hostile and kinda scary.
The next day thank god that I had asked off from work cuz I felt shitty - and my eyes were totally puffy. I was supposed to get stuff done on my car but I blew that off to take care of easier things like rent and address change. I thought everyone in the world hated me and I drove to Tower in Rockville to buy some CDs and periodicals. That was very fun and cathartic for me. Got Ambulance and The Coral and 3 awesome little periodicals that I higly recommend to all: Venus, Filter and The Fader. On the way home, I heard some gossip, which upset me again and I had to call Kyle to apologize and set the record straight. That went well, but then Liz had to yell and call me psycho which made me cry all over again. But I had to be okay - life goes on and what was I going to do kill myself - NO! Drink a beer - NO! So I cleaned the apt and listened to my CDs and read my periodicals and smoked cigarettes and resisted the urge to open a beer.
Finally Sarah was home from work and she made me feel better about what had happened. We listened to Ambulance and read and then I took a itty bitty mini nap and she chatted with LCrow on the phone. Then we got ready for show(s) at the BlackCat.

Mainstage: The Killers, Ambulance, Stellastarr*

Backstage: Panthers, TV on the Radio

Mainstage: Fun, party, dance, rock - DC people just standing around looking bored but really having fun. Me chewing gum and trying hard not order a beer and drink water instead. Purchased the Killers 3track EP, debated buy some more merch, wandered around a little - checked out the Backstage (since I had stamps for both)

Backstage: Crowded, hot, yelling, technical problems, no sight of the band from the back.

Mainstage: cuteleadsinger (killers) and cuteguitarist (ambulance)

Backstage: don't know - I CANT SEE YOU.

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Sarah and Liz looked beat up at the bar and the zombie barback wasn't helping the mood any.
Chatted with Liz - ignored our fight - this worked - I gave her gum - planets realigned but threw others off course. Sarah was sipping beer and secretly waiting for her better half to appear. I was exhausted because I had not been drinking.

After we left, we had a sneak preview of Mammal Hostility: Crow v. Claxton. (Which can be viewed on the Discovery Channel after Half Day Bathroom starring Eli Rosenberg.)

Cold, cab, curb. Crush? Crushed!!

Outcome:

I love the Killers!!!
I (still) love Diner Boy!! (sorry - I do)
I love having greasy hair - its fun and makes me wish I was a boy and in a band.
I love the Lou Reed/Strokes article in Filter - so insightful.
I love my apartment -even though we have no couch and a roach.
I love Take Down (thanks Rishi for the guitar solo)
I love my friends - they are fucking crazy. But the best.

What will your future bring?


You will live in Apartment.
You will drive a navy mini cooper.
You will marry jules and have 4 kids.
You will be a rockstar wife in nyc.

and so it goes

Velvet on a Monday nite. We stopped into Velvet to see what was going on and someone told Sarah that AC was upstairs - so we go upstairs and it is packed and there is some band with Bjork in their name and the singer has like a huge afro and a hat on. We find AC, Erin Worley, John (from the Frequency) and Ditrich (who we later find out has been fired from Velvet.) Liz Ruby and I both sense that it is time to move on so we get Sarah and we leave and walk about 2 steps over to Kingpin (the DC speakeasy that stays open pretty late.) Let's not forget that it is Monday and we should be sleeping and preparing mentally for work, but we are taking the town like its Saturday.

The first time I went in Kingpin was last weekend and I was freaked out because there was an altercation outside between the doorman and a homeless man. The doorman was pissed because the homeless guy was panhandling (or maybe just sitting in front of Kingpin) and he asked him to move down. Then he threw homeless guy against a van and I just stood there and watched because Liz C. had gone in to talk to someone and I was waiting outside. But I mean, what's the big deal is homeless guy sits outside, its not like you run this fancy ass bar. It's a small upstairs dive bar. The only other time that I was going to go to Kingpin was the nite of the Walkmen show. Apparantly, Paul's (not Rihani - don't know his lastname) friend's cousin is Paul from the Walkmen (I know - that's too many Paul's in one sentence) and we were going to meet up with them and the Walkmen at Kingpin. The Walkmen are from DC so family members are always at the shows, hence the old people getting lost on V Street. I really wanted to go and snuggle up to Hamilton on the couch, but it was a Wednesday and Liz C. and I were trying to be responsible. Okay - back to Monday nite. So we went in and I wasn't scared this time and it was fun - Liz Ruby and I admited that we were both on missions to find the boys that we liked and even though there had been a DB sighting earlier that nite by Kyle, Coop and co, I was unable to find him and even though 2/5 of the Frequency were at Velvet that nite, there was no sign of Sebastian. This made us both a little sad, but I guess that's why we kept drinking the beer. Eventually, we left Kingpin for home, a little disappointed, and a lot drunk. Overall, the nite was fun and a nice change from the usual Monday nite.

it all started with a bottle of wine

So, you say that it's monday and that you aren't going out, but that's before you drink 2 bottles of wine and eat some delishy couscous with sarah and liz ruby. Before you know it you are doing the dishes and fantasicking the countertops and then brushing your teeth and putting on a black sweater.

We thought we could be homebodies for one nite, but the urge to hit the town was in us. - on a monday. Maybe this had something to do with the fact that we had spent the past 2 hours talking about our crushes and boys in general.

Our first stop was the Black Cat - the Red Room was empty, possibly due to the fact that there was British Sea Power show on the mainstage. I saw BSP last August when they opened for The Libertines. That was one of the best shows that I have ever seen up there with the Strokes in Asbury Park and The Stills/ Unicorns at Fletchers. At the time of this show, Pete Doherty was in jail and not touring with the band. Why bye Pete? BSP took forever to set up because they had to display all of these tree branches. it was like being in the forest with a cute little band. -since then I have seen too many horror films set in the woods and I am not ready to go back. so we had a drink at the bar and played some Lord of the Rings pinball - and Liz Ruby kicked ass. Ran into Ian who cuts hair with AC and who LR does not like running into so we left and walked down to St Ex for trivia.

They do not have trivia at St Ex on monday nites anymore. Why bye trivia? but now they have Kyle, Rishi, Coop and Paul sitting at a table playing crossword and drinking gin and tonics. Somehow when I walked up to the bar there was some sort of talk of DB being out and about. I don't really like that Coop knows about this now - I mean this guy's seen and heard all over DC - I mean he was mentioned in the city paper this week as being the "guy in the letterman's jacket" at the Walkmen show. After a few drinks - and Paul giving us shots of SoCo and Lime - we decided it was time to move on to DC9 - which was really fun when I went there with Liz on Saturday nite.

DC9 was empty - we did one lap of the whole bar to check out the scene and the rooms - which are all different and fun. Liz Crow and I decided that DC9 is a fancy velvet - Liz was going to post about this - so maybe when she's back from Iowa she will blog again. We were bored of this place and since we didn't run into anyone we left and walked around the corner to Velvet.

to be continued tomorrow. . .

Clampdown

What are we gonna do now?
Taking off his turban, they said, is this man a Jew?
'Cause they're working for the clampdown
They put up a poster saying we earn more than you!
When we're working for the clampdown
We will teach our twisted speech
To the young believers
We will train our blue-eyed men
To be young believers

The judge said five to ten-but I say double that again
I'm not working for the clampdown
No man born with a living soul
Can be working for the clampdown
Kick over the wall 'cause government's to fall
How can you refuse it?
Let fury have the hour, anger can be power
D'you know that you can use it?

The voices in your head are calling
Stop wasting your time, there's nothing coming
Only a fool would think someone could save you
The men at the factory are old and cunning
You don't owe nothing, so boy get runnin'
It's the best years of your life they want to steal

You grow up and you calm down
You're working for the clampdown
You start wearing the blue and brown
You're working for the clampdown
So you got someone to boss around
It makes you feel big now
You drift until you brutalize
You made your first kill now

In these days of evil presidentes
Working for the clampdown
But lately one or two has fully paid their due
For working for the clampdown
But ha! Gitalong! Gitalong!
And I've given away no secrets
Who's barmy now?

Last nite, I, like Liz,was all ready to watch the OC, but not for Peter Gallagher (even though Sandy Cohen is a HOT dad!) but becuz of his son Seth Cohen. However, Fox has decided that we are not ready to watch Marissa and Ryan find out about Luke and Mrs. Cooper's torrid love affair just yet. But they have decided to put in its place a cute litle show starrring Schwartzman as a psychology student. What a fabulous idea. Especially, when it guest stars Zooey Deschanel and is directed by Mike White (of The Good Girl fame who I also had weird eye contact with him on a subway car in NYC - I recognized him and he could tell, but I didn't want to be weird and talk to him). Also the Weitz's of American Pie fame have something to do with this show, which is called "Cracking Up" and it pretty much makes me crack up. Its quirky - check it out.

My alarm clock has been doing its own thing lately. On Wednesday morning, I woke up at 8:18 am and freaked out cuz I needed to take a shower and i think I was still drunk from the show the nite before and I stumbled out of bed and looked at the kitchen clock and it said 7:20 am. So I went in Sarah's room and woke her up to ask her what time it was. She confirmed the 7:20 and then I was releaved. I am not sure how this happened - how did my clock change itself - this might have something to do with me spilling a glass of water all over the floor when i went to bed the other nite, but it did not touch the clock. Did I do it in my sleep? Possible. Did someone visit my room in the nite and change it? Possible.

Anyways - Part 2. So this morning I woke up at 7:35 am and I never heard it ring or anything and it was set and said that it should have gone off at 7:00 am. Sarah said that she heard it ringing - how come I didn't - what is wrong with me when I sleep - what is going on here? This is kind of a mystery to me.

This morning I was on the phone with Liz and she wanted to talk to Sarah so I was going to transfer her, but then, being the genius that I am, decided to do a 3way call. And that was so fun.

"kyle don’go’no salisbury!” –meg casablancas, in her prime, march 9, 2004

I am just about to go into a training class at work called Expressing Yourself: Presenting Your Thoughts and Ideas. Discovery classes are a great way to be away from your desk for 3 hours, eat snacks and drink bottled water.

I saw my boyfriend, Julian, last nite at Nation. I acquired a few free tickets to the show and found that Liz, Rishi and Kyle wanted to join me and Liz Ruby. Yay - carpool to Southeast.

Poor mammal is sick and could not come out and play.

I don't know if you have been to Nation, but it is crazy there. They have three check points when you go in. First you get your 21 + wristband, then you get patted down by a same-sex security guard.
Female Security Guard w/ piercings as she feels my jacket pocket: "What are these?"
Me: " These are keys."

Final check point was to get our tickets ripped. Next stop bathroom since I drank 5 beers from 6:00 - 8:00. Check out the merch. Then walk through a maze to find a place where we could sorta see Julian. Nation sucks. You can't see anything and the sound does not carry well to the balcony. But the Strokes are great - even if you can't see Julian and his rock moves - you can at least see me re-create them. Befriended this boy who looked like Chris Santulli and he bought me beer and sang all the songs to me during the show. This was kind of annoying cuz I was trying already to see Julian and now I had to try to hear him too.

We also saw Lil Liz (aka Hippie Liz) whose birthday is on Friday and Liz and I might be going to Upper Marlboro to see her and get a painting. (Liz we need to discuss this). Friday nite is also the Frequency/Trans Am show at the Black Cat.

I hope that I am not stll recovering on Friday from last nite. I was pretty drunk (which explains the tugging on my jacket lapel Julian re-enactments.)

I also just remembered that we went to the Diner last nite and I was acting stupid, thank god D.B. was not there - that's all I can say. I had to go into great detail about my thing with him and then Liz gets all pissed at me. What can I say though he does bear a striking resemblance to Julian.

Time for Expressing Yourself class.

I was such a strugglefest mess on Saturday nite.

Saturday was spent all day driving around with Sarah and shopping. A little over my budget - I funded myself a White Stripes inspired get up for the evening event of Perry's birthday. I looked cute, but it took me like 45 minutes to find a parking spot and for some of that time (only like two DC block) I did not have my headlights on - crimeny!! Once I got to the Helix Hotel I downed some vodka tonics and we headed over to Dragonfly. I started drinking at 11:00 and was a goner by 12:41. I remember the specific time because I was in the bathroom stall with my head in my hands and I heard someone say this was the time. It made me think of the Strokes song 12:51 and I wanted to start singing that in the bathroom, but sung it in my head instead.

I tried to go back to the party, but the beats of the music made me want to jump to my death so I had to go outside for some air. I sat outside for like 20 minutes before everyone left the bar. Then it was off to Cafe Citron. I seriously could only be in that place for like 5 minutes before I had to sit down on a couch and it only took another 5 minutes before I headed to the bathroom. The line was too long so I ran outside. I sat there for like an hour in the cold (but I didn't even know that it was cold.) A bunch of crazies came up to me for different reasons (ie "can I have a cigarette, a dollar, a fill in the blank?) or to see if I was okay - and I told them that I was fine and to leave me alone. Soon I was acutally starting to freeze so I went back inside. Liz bought me a water and I felt like I might be okay, but as everyone started closing their tabs I ran outside and finally finally I puked. As I was walking and then in front of an office door entrance. And all over my new shoes. But I didnt care - after I was done with that I felt like I had been revived from the dead. Or like the undead becuz I was shivering and confused. I felt great though.

Soon I found everyone - who had just left the bar. Liz was carrying around a huge sheet cake with a sushi knife in the box. Every so often she would open the box to eat cake with her hands or show someone the knife. Sarah kept falling down on the ground and her thigh highs would no longer stay up. I kept having this problem where I would walk down the street and my heels would get stuck in the sidewalk cracks and then i would keep walking and my shoe would be stuck and my foot would be on the pavement. That was pretty painful and annoying and really not good for my new shoes.

Tyler lent me his coat so that I wouldn't freeze. We waited for Perry and Cooper in Fuddruckers for like 30 minutes and then got a cab back to Helix. I ate some spicy fries and felt able to drive home. I was home and in bed at 4:30 a.m. Listened to a drunk message from Liz and fell asleep.

Sunday was spent packing, watching the Independent Spirit Awards and Short Cuts, unpacking in the new apartment and watching the Academy Awards.

Weekend over - back to work. Next weekend is the BIG move.