halo again sinister. i know i've only just written, but i will confess to you that i have nowhere else to go. i don't want to tell anyone else my secrets now. so... tag! you're it. i spent the day trembling and thinking and singing and dancing and bippity-bopping. i listened to fyhcywlap all day (just got it back from someone who borrowed it, thought he lost it, then miraculously found it after spilling his glass of water over his bass amp onto the garbage on the floor, where after cleaning up the mess, was lying my tiny little promo copy. *phew* i can't wait to see m�m next month, btw..). so besides falling in love with a record i didn't care as much about before, my day was made up of a collage of joy and pain. a roller coaster ride... it all started after my shower. you must first understand how much i adore bathing. since i've been out of a dayjob, i've been known to predictably perform the ritual task midday. while friends are busy worker bees, i am a lazy sleepy juju in the bath. and on some days, like today for instance (*pretending it's still yesterday*), i don't want to get dressed afterwards. putting any fabric other than a terry towel against my skin abosolutely does not appeal to me. i want to stay in only my skin. (and maybe today especially, i just wanted to run around in my birthday suit.) so i stood, towel-wrapped, in front of the mirror looking for signs of age. i mean ones that i hadn't already noticed in the years prior. i documented the moment with photographs. there is a project at k10k.com calling for self-portraits taken in reflective objects, and i was thinking i would possibly contribute to it. i was thinking how interesting it was to me how social behaviour has changed with the modern age. how shy hermits like me stay connected to the outside world in the comforts of our own little bubbles. how we take self-portraits in mirrors because there is noone else around. how we sit up till the wee hours posting almost anonymously to a family of hundreds just to feel we're communicating, leaving our mark. how maybe one day we'll be driving electric cars built for one to get from our place under the rock to the disco downtown to pretend we're social animals... erm... or maybe i'm just crazy lonely, and my view of the future is distorted something fierce. i digress. back to my day: i spent a few hours at my internship, trying to pull with a local booking guy. not for me, but for my band... i think it's starting to work. then after a failed attempt at bulldozing thru the mad crowds down at the dmv to renew my license, my sister called with news of finding my renewal notice in an ancient stack of mail. feeling relieved, i sat down to finally open emails from the boy. he was confused, and not understanding anything i was trying to tell him. (why can't i talk to him the way i can talk to you?) sobs and emails later, my housemate came home, and we left to meet some bands that came to town to play a show just for my birthday (oh, just let me think it). such nice people, and tho we hadn't gotten the remixes done for hsh like we plan to, they still gave us free tees and buttons and stuff. the tee is a fantastic gift. it has words on the back (designed by the guy who did 'amnesiac', keen!) that read: have you ever fell in love with a machine no just like that. swoon... i also got a tee from a girlie friend who recently visited family and friends in nyc. i guess she went shopping, but i had no idea she would bring me back such a perfect treat. a little black tee with ruched sleeves and a kitty head on the front with wings and an orange bow that's saying "black chandelier". well, he's not really saying it, but there's a picture of one in the word cloud. maybe he is saying that i should darken the light and get some sleep. all i know is it's the best shirt in the world ever, and i won't mind so much putting it on after my bathe tomorrow. after the show, i was treated to fried zucchini at a local diner, and couldn't wait to come home to end the day. but here i am, still fighting it. my legs hurt so bad, i can't even stand to sit. if that makes sense. i think my nerves have had it. i think i need another bathe. oh. and i saw eric b. at the show. he doesn't post much, but now that i know he's in town on holiday from school, you may hear his name mentioned at least from me a bit more in the near future. ...i wish we could have a picnic in northern california... oh. that reminds me. i can't make it to the l.a. extravaganza afterall. cripes! foiled again. fate has it in for me. btu you see, i will be just getting back from a mini tour down the coast and back again, no big deal, but i won't be able to go back down for a little while. so now i ask a favor to all the so cal area sinisters: if you perchance to be in the san luis obispo area on saturday, july 20, please have a picnic and frolic and skip lots, and then have some tea with me at the two dogs cafe. my band will be playing there that night, and it's a free show... and besides, what else would you do? if you perchance to be in the san diego area on sunday, july 21, please have a picnic and raindance and pretend body surf in the park and maybe go to the zoo to see a giraffe, and then come to the casbah to see aereogramme. but come early enough to see the opening acts, cos i'll be in one of them, too, and it would be nice to meet any sinister folk who enjoy living in such a fine north of the border town. if you perchance to be in the greater los angeles area on monday, july 22, please have a fun day at work (maybe pretend it's friday all over again), call up some sinister friends for dinner, and then head over to spaceland for the free festivities there. once again, i'll be hoping to meet some cool cats from this very community... and did i mention it's free?? i just looked down and realized how perfectly this new little kitty tee matches my little skirt. and how i don't want to take my clothes off now... but it was mere hours ago when i refused to put any on. my, how fickle i can be. happy birthday to vilkas! it's your day for a sulk now. and it's time for me to go to bed. sweetest dreams of horse thieves, juju __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? 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