I just listened to this song for the first time

It gave me one of those "What the FUCK, universe?" moments. Anyway, it's Bonnie Prince Billy and Matt Sweeney. It's called "What are You?"
What are you waiting for, if not for me ?
What are you waiting for ? It must be me
To take you over my knee
And spank you mercilessly
I can do that, oh you'll see

And every day will be like free and sweet adventure you will see
And I'll have you and you'll have me
On a bench with your twisted fingers in me
In the rain with my sundress torn off of me
Sliding down grassy slopes to where we can be alone

You say I am evil, you know that I am stupid
I don't appear giving and I don't appear lucid
Yet I give you all
The truth is I give you everything

thank god for existentialism

well it's true that I cried
but then I went outside
and I stood very still in the night
and I looked at the sky
and knew someday I'd die
and then everything would be all right

it's all right
and everything comes
down to this
that everything there ever was
or will be
is all there is

Paul Rudd and Michael Ian Black....

together! In a hilarious video!

The only way this could be better is if it was like some hot gay porn.
What? Can't blame a girl for dreaming.

Marry Me, Ryan Adams

"but i will always be curious. life is just too damn precious for it not to mean fucking everything all the time."

I read that on his blog this morning. I cannot express how synchronous the universe is being right now.

Photographic update time:

My hair is pink for the time being:
I used some shitty red dye over the old dye cause I didn't want to have to bleach my hair again. And then when I did bleach it again, this is what happened. I'm kind of digging it. So I'm letting it stick around for a few days.

Also today I had the best shopping day ever. There was treasure all over the place. My two favorite things I got:
Kickass aviator hat for the rain!
Velvet jacket with an elf hood!
Ha.
Also apparently Russell Brand was at my work today. And it was my day off. I am terribly upset that I missed getting to wink at him. And see his tight, tight pants.
Le sigh.

One of my favorite gifts from the internet

I swear this was made for me. Ha.

I was going through old blog posts from many, many moons ago and found one where I posted this. I'm not so into XKCD as much as I used to be, but I remember back around the time when this was made, every time Bas and I would read a new comic we would be like "OMG XKCD guy get out of our heads!"
Case in fucking point!

Only now I'm the one in the hat! So there!

Yesterday

I was in nearly the best mood of my life. I kinda knew I would be for various reasons, not least of which was on the bus in the morning this boy was on there who is like the most perfect specimen of hotness ever created (except he has horrible fashion sense so that appeals to my "I really wanna take you shopping and dress you up" deal in a major way...ha). I hadn't seen him in at least a month so I knew it was the sign of a great day. I'm sure my salivating over him made him very uncomfortable.

God.
I am fucking hilarious.
:)

"Liver" killed it this weekend!

So Valerie came up on Friday night and we went out with Joe and got drunk as balls. You can see pics of our adventure here. Then we got in a drunken fight at 5 am and I ended up walking home from Joe's and leaving her there. Cause we are cool like that and it's how we roll.

The next morning I woke up and made her meet us downtown and she, Chris, and I all went out to the rock so I could show them Alcatraz and they could check out hot tourists like I do all week. Here are the pics. It was surprisingly fun even though I was basically going to work on my day off. They were doing some weird Civil War re-enactment shit that day, as well as it was the first day that they opened up the Agave Trail, which is fucking awesome. Good times were had.

Sunday we woke up, I drank some Jack and Coke and ate a few shrooms for breakfast and then we went to Hardly Strictly! We saw Bonnie Prince Billy, Iron & Wine, and Gogol Bordello. It was super fucking fun. I love that I live in a city where I can walk 10 minutes down the road and watch a huge amazing show for free in the middle of a gorgeous wild park. Look at pictures!

For the finale Valerie, Joe, and I went out and drank last night, a few pics of us looking ridiculously fucked up are here. We all came back to my place and played Wii afterward. Valerie made Joe sleep on the tiny couch after offering him the big, comfy couch, cause she's mean when she's drunk...ha. Then today she and I hung out, and around 3 this afternoon I took her downtown, we went shopping for books, and then I left her at BART so she could go catch her flight at 6.

All-in-all the weekend fucking owned.

I don't care if forever never comes, cause I'm holding out for that teenage feeling....

Man, on Tuesday this boy made my fucking day by giving up his seat on the F for me. I think that's unheard of. He was so nice about it too. Yay for people surprising me.

Hotness was all over the island yesterday. The Dutch and the Germans were fucking KILLING it. I popped both of my collars as a way of luring them in. I think it may have worked because people were being flirty as fuck and totally complimenting me all day. However, I am way too happy that I don't go back to work until next Tuesday.

It's supposed to rain this weekend. I am so insanely happy about that. I have to spend all day cleaning and preparing for having a house guest cause we're like out of everything...haha. Also Nyquil + Tylenol with Codeine + wine = FUCKING AWESOME.

Wild and What it seems

I feel like I've done more living in the past 5 or so months that I've been here than I've done in the last 10 years of my life, minus a few months here and there. I'm pretty sure I've found the happy nihilism. Things are a little intense.

Valerie is coming up for Hardly Strictly Bluegrass next weekend which should be awesome. I realized yesterday that because I'm taking the time off that she's gonna be here I'm only going to be working for 5 days in the next two weeks. Which is also kind of awesome. Ha.

In other news, I woke up with a spontaneous cold on Sunday morning. I think the universe is seriously fucking with me. I went to sleep this evening at about 8:30, and I am now awake again at midnight thanks to a boyfriend who has decided to start sleeping in the bed with me again even though he has some face infection bullshit that makes him snore and breathe all fucked up and generally just keep my ass awake. So now we've switched places and I'm staying in the living room. And I'm hopped up on DXM and Afrin.

I miss way too many people right now, for too many different reasons. It's good for me though. I think it may possibly "build character" even, though fuck if I know what I would want that for. I've got more than enough character to go around. I am fucking infectious, watch out.

Oh, and I think I'm finally getting the warning label tattoo sometime later this week. Let's see how the universe likes that one.

Good God Damn

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds were fucking F L A W L E S S.

He has ruined me for all other musicians. All other men too, I think.

I had to remind myself to breathe. A lot.

Warren is my total #2 badass musician crush of the moment.

And I'm convinced that he and Nick are secret lovers. The chemistry there is fucking sweaty and raw.

It's the devil I love.

This is fucking make-me-crazy insanely beautiful. I kinda wanna die it's so good.
These two stage performances where they sew their skin together. This makes me queasy. And also kinda turns me on.
Good lord.

A funny thing I learned at work today...

European guys dress like gay men when it's hot outside. Lots of designer wife beaters and like board shorts and camo shorts and such. It's very confusing when I'm trying to flirt with them. I'm sure I winked at all the wrong people due to this. It was madness.

Haiku: Ode to the guys I see on my way to work

Business boys downtown
Wearing ties and shiny shoes
I should defile you

They must be the male equivalent of "sexy librarian" to my brain.

My Soul is a Country Singer

Newest mix, full of country and alt-country goodness.

Mixtape Madness

So I've been making some mixtapes this morning.
I wish muxtape was still around because it was way better than what I'm using now, which is 8tracks. 8tracks only lets you play the songs in the order you put them in the first time you listen to the mix, which pretty much fucking defeats the purpose of making a mixtape as far as I'm concerned. I may just start throwing them in a zip file and just hosting them myself if they don't fix that. I guess it has something to do with licensing.

Anyway.......here's the first one! all full of gothy goodness.

God I'm cool.

Today was also compliment Marie day. Why is the universe trying to suck up to me? The plot is so thickening.

You gotta play that music for who's listening, You gotta have someone you wanna sing it to

Man. Sometimes the mania is awesome. I am riding this high like no one's business. Life is responding. It's weird.
So yesterday was apparently "compliment Marie day". Someone told me I look like a kewpie doll. I mean I don't really know if that's a compliment but whatevs. Also a random like 30 year old midwestern lady at work was like "I just have to tell you that you're so adorable." I don't even think she was hitting on me. A bunch more people told me a bunch more things about how awesome I am. I mean, shit, I know I'm rad as balls, but it was all in all very weird.
Life is just fucking occurring. A boy wrote me a poem. He's the best. No one's done that in years.
And it was a good one too.
A person I really like just left the city. It makes me feel like a jerk. From those two statements you can draw your own conclusions about that, but I am going to miss him.
Also this kid at work has been leaving travel pamphlets in my locker. He doesn't know I know it's him as far as I'm aware. I'm trying to figure out the proper response while waiting for some sort of "climactic event" that I don't think is gonna happen. My first instinct was to just start hitting on him because I think it would make him really uncomfortable. I might still do that.
I just downloaded The Highwaymen's greatest hits. I miss that album and I need some country legends in my life desperately. I wish I could just sing country music for the rest of my life. How fucking sweet would that be? All whiskey and cigarettes and beer and steel guitars. Mmmmm.

My city is the coolest. And strangest.

"OK, first we had the dead manta ray, or whatever it technically is, over at Market and Montgomery streets last week. Today, dear readers, we have this dead starfish sighting at the bus stop island at Kearny/Market. What?"

More, with pictures:
Ray
Starfish

Let it ride, Let it roll, Let it go

*Winery pictures are here! It was super. I am tired.

*Alex and Veronica came to Alcatraz a while ago and I got them a private tour. Alex posted about it, with pictures, on his blog.

*Lost Boys II is so awesome. I wish it had Keifer though. But seriously, such trashy goodness.

*When we went out to breakfast today I saw a girl wearing a super cute utility belt. It became my mission today to find one. I ended up ordering this one in black. My only complaint is I wish it was leather, but the awesome leather ones I found were like $150 or only sold in Australia. It's a lot harder to find fashion-y, cute, non-fannypack utility belts on the internet than one would think.