Friday, August 15, 2008

Try and not dance!

Almost a year since I heard this under the stars. Thanks Martin! It makes me just as happy now as it did then!

I had a crush, nothing works out

I think I have decided that Superchunk's "Here's Where the Strings Come In" is pretty much perfection. 13 years later, the lyrics still resonate. Which makes me pathetic, but makes them amazing.

Monday, July 28, 2008

so, um, huh

I've actually posted a few videos lately, but youtube apparently vetoed them. It's been a while. or an eternity. and I can't figure out whether i should post. i have so much to say, but do i need to say it for the public? it's really all so internal. thank you all for coming. i appreciated every comment because it meant your time. if you want to check in and don't have my email, glitter.rinse.repeat@gmail.com. and if you know how i can easily archive this all, please let me know.

much love & glitter,
*w

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Toothpaste Kisses

I eat toothpaste. There, I said it. And I think the one person who finds that endearing would like this song.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

Text message inbox poetry strikes back

Puppies and rainbows all over Bombay
Trisha. I love you.
Ornamental cabbages were singing disco songs to you
I just saw a mummer drop his spirit stick
Fuck plastic trees

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Important life lesson


I learned this lesson the hard way. Glad to see my favorite webcomic addressing it.

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Yes, I want a cookie

I've been called to explain lately what I'm doing to clear this brain cloud of late. And today, I realized I'm missing the simple answer. Rather than feeling inadequate because I've only been to the gym 4 times in the past two weeks, or because I haven't gotten to try accupuncture, I need to just say this: I'm getting up every day. I'm getting dressed every day. Most days I shower. I'm going to work when it is expected of me. I usually leave the house at least once. I still smile once or twice a day. Seems simple, right? stupid even to brag about*. But 8 years ago, this wasn't the case. The war in my brain would have stopped everything. I would have dropped out of grad school, curled up, and froze. Or I would've decide to not take sub jobs and lie about it. But no, even though I am only doing what most people manage to accomplish with the same thought they give to breathing, I realize it is a huge accomplishment for me. And I'm winning the war. That's what I'm doing to help myself.

*yes, Chris Rock might find this cause for derision. Fuck it.
"You know the worst thing about niggas? Niggas always want some credit for some shit they supposed to do. For some shit they just supposed to do: A nigga will brag about some shit a normal man just does. A nigga will say some shit like, "I take care of my kids."

You're supposed to, you dumb mothafucka. What are you talkin' about? What are you braggin' about? What kind of ignorant shit is that?

"I ain't never been to jail."
What do you want, a cookie?
You're not supposed to go to jail you low expectation having mothafucka."

Saturday, March 29, 2008

Surface

I've been posting lots of amazing links lately, but not really offering any content. It's a little dark and scary to go into my brain these days. so, please enjoy the videos. and hopefully soon, I can resume my regularly scheduled insanity.