So I think you were right.
Fuck.
I am so bored.
I should have walked away from our
pointless conversation
and given that Swedish boy my number
like I wanted to.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
It could have been fun or exciting. Things my life is not right now.
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Monday, December 29, 2008
I'm sure this will make Garrett lose his shit...
primalux: i went to work today
it was not good
Charles: haha
people ruin everything
primalux: yesterday work was good cause there were like 3 swedish brothers
and they were hot as shit
and i flirted like mad
Charles: haha
primalux: that could have been the dirtiest porno ever
ha
Charles: jesus
haha
primalux: man i crack myself up sometimes
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Saturday, December 27, 2008
So, I've renewed my decision that I'm travelling to Sweden.
And that's that.
More Jens for your listening and viewing pleasure.
You Are The Light.
I love this video. Jens as a knight and some horns. The End.
A Little Lost.
Perfect.
Pocketful of Money.
I saved the best for last. This is my favorite Jens song, and it's a video of him singing it in a parking lot. He gets the crowd to sing the part that in the original is the sample of Calvin Johnson singing "I'll come running with a heart on fire." I died, its so fucking good.
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Thursday, December 25, 2008
Oh you're so silent Jens...
So maybe you're no longer my top played artist on last.fm. You still hold the top two songs though. And really, you're the sexiest Swede I've ever met. So you should have accepted when I was like "OMG marry me Jens." Anyway, you better come to SF soon.
"In church on Sunday making out in front of the preacher
You had a black shirt on with a big picture of Nietzsche
When we had done our thing for a full Christian hour
I had made up my mind that there must be a higher power."
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Myers-Briggs for the ol' blog.
So apparently this Typealyzer site will tell you the Mysers-Briggs personality type for your blog, based on.....I have no idea, the words you use? I'm too lazy to research that part. Anyway, here's mine:
This is pretty amusing to me, because every time I've taken the Myers-Briggs I always get INTJ, which really describes me to a fucking T.ESFP - The Performers
The entertaining and friendly type. They are especially attuned to pleasure and beauty and like to fill their surroundings with soft fabrics, bright colors and sweet smells. They live in the present moment and don´t like to plan ahead - they are always in risk of exhausting themselves.
The enjoy work that makes them able to help other people in a concrete and visible way. They tend to avoid conflicts and rarely initiate confrontation - qualities that can make it hard for them in management positions.
I guess I just play a people-person on the internet.
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Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Haha.
I just checked my email and I had a receipt in there for Ryan Adams' book. Oh the things I buy and then forget I buy when I'm drunk!
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Sunday, December 21, 2008
A Cold + Cold Medicine + Jager/Red bulls + Emotional jetlags = hilarious conversations tonight
primalux: man i am emoing the fuck out
Raeven: oh serious
primalux: that h.i.m. discography i downloaded is really coming in handy
ha
Raeven: bahahah you are goddamn redonk
primalux: dude i know
i love it haha
like as long as i can do stupid shit like this and laugh at myself
i know i'm ok ha
cause it means i'm not like punching holes in my wall again ha
Raeven: ok good point
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primalux: nom nom nom jager!
Charles: i have beer
primalux: that's cool
i had to wait an hour for a train or bus that even goes near my place to come
and its raining
so i figured i should just hit the hard stuff as soon as i got home
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primalux: oh shit it's my boy kiefers bday
i wanna buy him a shot so hard
Charles: eh?
primalux: kiefer sutherland
my dream is to drink with him
also with crispin glover
Charles: he'll get drunk and rape you
primalux: he'll get drunk and take his pants off and try to climb a xmas tree
cause that's how he rolls
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primalux: i met a cajun guy at an irish bar
and he spent like 3 hours talking to me about cosplay
Charles: hahaha
ok
primalux: and how it's the most amazing thing ever
and how he had no idea such things existed but now he just thinks those girls are the best
Charles: thats weird and odd, as well as stupid
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Saturday, December 20, 2008
Solitary Man
Valerie put a post up about songs relating to seasons. Winter always makes me think of the album American III: Solitary Man by Johnny Cash, and in particular his cover of Solitary Man, which is fantastic. The song was actually stuck in my head all day yesterday for certain reasons, and with tomorrow being the Winter Solstice, I figured it was all nice and synchronous and all that shit.
The reasons it reminds me of winter aren't really interesting. I moved into a house in the middle of winter about 4 years ago, we didn't have cable or tv in our room, so I spent a lot of time listening to this album. I downloaded a couple of other covers of it as well, one by Chris Isaak, which is surprisingly fantastic, and one by H.I.M. which I find hilarious and at the same time appeals to my art fag emo-ness. I suggest you listen to them all.
Johnny Cash - Solitary Man
Chris Isaak - Solitary Man
H.I.M. - Solitary Man
I seriously could listen to this song all the time. Whoever sings it.
And that is the end of that. And thank the gods tomorrow is the shortest day of the year. It couldn't have come at a better time.
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I'm a cliche in my own mind.
I'm listening to the Ryan Adams album "Love is Hell", which is fucking amazing by the way. And what a succinct title. Angsty sorrow to the max, for sure.
I'm still waiting for those downloads to finish. All this for a blog post that had an entirely different meaning when I planned it this morning than it will when I end up posting it.
Either way I'm sure it will be interpreted in all sorts of ways. HA.
In other news I have a cold. Dayquil is pretty cool, but Jager is so so so much better.
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For everything there is a word.
For everything but this.
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Still waiting...
My bones are not mine
they feel like strangers in my body
and they will burrow their ways out in time
My tendons and veins
are all unraveled
I'm just waiting to crumble and fall
When all my connections fail without notice
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¡Ay Coño!
I had a dream that Chris and I moved back to San Diego together.
Ugh.
I'm sure part of it had to do with listening to a voicemail from Garrett last night while I was half-asleep and full of benedryl and cold medicine. He was telling me about his move that he and Chad are currently making. I know the rest of it has to do with my stress levels and my bad habit of feeling like I need to spontaneously flee.
It was funny, in the dream I was all excited that I was going to be living like a block from Garrett but then as soon as I actually got to SD I had a ginormous panic attack and was like "OH FUCK NO NO NO WHAT HAVE I DONE?"
It was terrible. Ha.
I have some music posts planned for later today. Just waiting for things to download and such.
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Thursday, December 18, 2008
♥
It may not be possible for me to explain all the things I ♥ about this.
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Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
Photographic evidence of my fail:
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Moenia y Morbo
So a few years ago I listened to the local Rock en Español/Alternative music station almost exclusively, until they traded it for hip-hop. It got me really into a lot of good Spanish-language music, and Mexican synthpop in particular. And in my pit of despair yesterday I broke out some albums I hadn't listened to in a few years. Morbo by Morbo, and Televisor by Moenia. Good shit.
The two bands are kind of connected. Juan Carlos used to be the vocalist for Moenia back when they were much more techno/dancey and when he left to form Morbo, Alfonso joined Moenia as the vocalist, but I'm pretty sure he was one of the founding members but left before they ever released anything. Anyway, I like Moenia much more with Alfonso singing cause he has that awesome, Dave Gahan-esque voice. And I think Juan Carlos is much better at making his own stuff cause Morbo is awesome and it's all him.
So here's my favorite Morbo song, "Hoy". The video is awesome too.
This is one of my favorite Moenia songs, "Lado Animal", which is from the Amores Perros soundtrack.
And finally, the super-emo song that got me into Moenia in the first place, "En que Momento".
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Friday, December 12, 2008
To make up for the dramarama of the last post
here is something awesome. My favorite Bonnie Prince Billy song.
Valerie was at this show. I am jealous.
This goes out to me. Cause I am far too rad.
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My hand is made of swollen.
Today I punched a hole in my wall. Yeah.
I haven't been to that place mentally in quite a while. I don't want to be there anymore.
Marie: i'm glad i only get emo for like 10 minutes
then i'm all like "oh my god i am too fucking cool for this"
ha
Charles: self importance is helpful for ignoring other peoples bullshit
Hear fucking hear.
Um anyway. Life is life. And I hate nothing more than people who are scared of life and scared of themselves. And I need to fucking remember that.
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Thursday, December 04, 2008
Holy Hell Ryan Adams...
Why aren't you in San Francisco sweeping me off my feet with your crazy hair and nerdy glasses and beautiful voice and dorky-ass southern charm?
It's a fucking mystery.
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