Yesterday they laid of Tanja, the supervisor of our EDI (Electronic Data Interface, which transfers our shipping info to our billing department). When I first started here as a temp, I was trained under her. So of course now I’m taking over some of the responsibilities. Which means, I have to get to work earlier and all of that nonsense. Blah. At least I get to leave early.
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I finally saw “Hable con Ella (Talk to Her)”, Pedro Almodovar’s latest cinematic spectacle. I was put off my reviews that this was his greatest movie to date (Ella Taylor of LA Weekly). I do have to say that she is right. It’s his most sedate film while still being quirky, manic and just plain weird. This leads me to question how something can be sedate and manic at the same time. *shrugs*
As I was reading Pitchfork Media this morning, it looks like the Yeah Yeah Yeahs are putting out a proper album through Interscope Records. When the fuck did they get a major label deal?! *shrugs* It’ll be out sometime in April or May. I just hope it’s better than their last EP Machine. Ugh.
I’m taking the night off from going out into the world and exposing myself to the cruelty known as humans. Shit. I could make a great goth writer. Donna Tartt, eat yr heart out!
So instead, I’m amped up of caffeine and about to embark on an collage project of epic proportions. Well, maybe not epic. Feh. I’ve started to clip things out of the LA Weekly and LA Times that I have lying around my room. I should really put some use to them.
I have also discovered my camera. It was hiding underneath several layers of books and assorted papers and CD cases. So I’m taking pictures. So far, I took some shots of my room, my crotch and my toe. I know. Interesting.
So what this all entails I don’t know. Hopefully it will coalesce into something sticky and outright annoying. Mwahahahahahah!
Bah!
Twas a nice show last night. I was a bit disappointed with Milemarker’s set, but eh. Most of it is my selfishness really.
Now nothing much surprises me nowadays, but during The Blood Bros set, a group of naked moshers ran into me. Dude! That’s so fucking cool!
In other news, I got colberino‘s card which is fucking rad! He also has really nice handwriting that reminds me of lotusblossum‘s. So, if he’s reading this, THANKS COLBY!
I’m trying to decide whether I should go see Milemarker again tonight in Anaheim, but no. I don’t want to cross the Orange Curtain. So I might work on some of my writing. Think of some projects. Blah blah blah.
How the fuck did I make it to work on time this morning?
Tee Hee
Milemarker & The Blood Bros at the Smell tonight. Woo hoo! If anyone is going, say hi to the big guy in the Murder City Devils tee and black slacks. I promise I won’t bite unless you ask.
I was at the Cartel when N___ joined me. He was talking about his love life or what resembles one. He’s head-over heels in love with a lady which I guess is nice. I don’t know when the last time that has happen to me. When was the last time you were in love? It’s been years for me. *shrugs*
BTW, this rain is really starting to bug me. RIP Mr. Rogers.
Bloogle?
It looks like like Google bought out Blogger. After seeing how they destroyed Deja, I’m very apprehensive about this. I don’t know whether I should delete my account just yet. I’m thinking I should since I post most of my thoughts here. *shrugs*
I started thinking about this the other day. Since the Great White show killed more people per area than the WTC disaster, can we consider Great White terrorists. I always knew there was something more sinister about 80s hair metal.
Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head
I really want to throw a tizzy-fit right now, but there hasn’t been any good reason to just yet. I’m waiting for the right moment, then BAM! I vaguely remember this dream where I was yelling at some guy for hitting a girl. Eh.
My birthday is next month. *shudders* Maybe I’ll get rip-roaringly drunk (which I haven’t done in about a year). Yay binge drinking!