7.31.2005

Still not done HP--get off my back!

I've been busy alright! And goddamn drunken Ry the Scot might've just ruined the ending for me. I could've killed him last night but instead I almost started crying. Yes I am that much a geek. Ok, so let's see...

FRIDAY NIGHT--THE NIGHT OF THE BRIT
I came home from work and got ready to meet THE BRIT @ Beth and Wayne's. Ash was looking as cute as ever, and I was giddy with excitement about gellin' with him on South Street. We went to the comic shop first, where I caught up on 3 months worth of back issues: grand total: $61.77. Me and the Ex could spend this much in a week combined so I'm thinking my comic habit isn't as expensive as I had thought. We then headed to Jims Steaks where Ash ordered a pepper steak w/wiz, onions and a Corona--I had a reg. steak w/american and a guinness to wash it down. He was wholly impressed by the food; I like TONY LUKES better :wink:. We hadn't heard from Beth yet so I decided to take my Brit to MANNY BROWNS for some after dinner drinks. We talked baseball and music and all that, then after many a text from Stefan and Kell (who were waiting for us), we headed back to No-Libs. This was really the last major contact I had with Ashley, as we then met up with B&W and Lisa, Larry and Christina for drinks @ DEUCE. Iwould've liked to talk more to him but we were in a group setting and I don't want to be too forward. I did get a hug and a kiss upon my departure, have his digits and email, and hope he actually stays in contact. Even if there weren't immediate sparks, I'd still marry him so he could stay over here. :wink:

SATURDAY--CLASS, CAREY, AND CONSEQUENCES
I finished out my class at 3:30, came home and began the moving out process. This consisted of grabbing a few things from home, going to the storage space and getting the rest of my things, going to Target for odds and ends, then unloading everything at the new place. My A/C is broken (Carey is getting me a new one on Tuesday), so I had a huge fan and was just sweating hardcore but unpacked most everything I need and set up what I could. I trashed my desk but the 'rents are hooking me up with a TV and desk so its all good. I need a PS2 though. I called Ry to see if he wanted to join me for dinner @ NEW WAVE, Carey's place of business. And Rae just arrived so I shall continue this later.
****I'm back****
Ry and Stefan met me @ the NEW WAVE CAFE for dinner with Carey as our server. She hooked us up with our first drink and the food was exquisite. I asked her what her plans for the night were and she had nothing in mind AND was getting off work shortly so I told her we would meet up @ the apt. and go from there. I took the boys back to the place to check it out--I got some kick ass things @ TARGET including a Mizrahi "ship light" and a new stereo. I am more excited than anything that I get to decorate this place with my own eccentricity--my hats, my LEGOLAS standee, christmas lights, black light, crazy posters and whatnot. The room is a bright sky blue so I'm going to accent that with purple, black and silver. My Mema's quilt works perfectly with it.
Anyway, Carey joined us back @ No-Libs where we kicked the boys' asses @ pool in the lover-ly Winchester, then chilled @ the house while I made my party favors for Nic's bridal shower. Carey is quite the hip chick and we have alot in common including a penchant for using vocabulary that goes right over Stefan's head. It was an awesome night, even Ry stayed up until 4am which is an accomplishment in of itself.

SUNDAY--HERE COMES THE BRIDE WITH SOMETHING AZURE
I got up and had breakfast @ PENROSE since it was right next to POPI's, the site of the bridal shower. It was quite nice; Dane sat next to me and we caught up, got to see Lindsay, Craig, and Mike (the old roomie who will now be escorting me down the aisle come October), and awkwardly avoided the ex b/c I don't exist anymore. Marc and Nic got hooked up and the food was awesome and it was just a nice time. I stopped in Wal-Mart to check out shevling and decided on a shelf that I shall promptly be buying once my loan comes through. Then I went to TLA VIDEO and rented a ton of movies and ran into Wayne quite happenstance.
I went to Ry and Stefan's--who left with the dirtiest kitchen I've ever seen and no dishwasher detergent. I could strangle them both and Ry already deserves it for his HP faux paus. As previously mentioned, Rae came over with Lola and we took her to the Winchester but she was attacked by some other dog so we went to AZURE instead. Open mic, good music, mega touch, awesome food, and Todd the bartender. Who has a great voice and requested digits. We closed out the bar and joined him @ his place but left pretty promptly. It was an interesting night.

MONDAY--UP TO DATE AND NOT ONE MINUTE LATE
Here at work. Rachelle is back so I couldn't be happier to be here. I applied for my loan, leave early for more court-related bull shite, deposit my paycheck into my citizens acct., and then I'm going to go home and watch movies and veg. Maybe get sushi from KOI...mmmm.
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7.29.2005

If Ze Brickthrower did Harry Potters Make-up


Got this image from one of the HP fan sites I visit. Its slow going with my reading due to the move and all, but I'm on page 405. I should be done by Sunday, in time to talk to Dre about it @ The Winchester.

Tonight, I am tour guide and escort to Ash the Brit who is leaving tomorrow to return to England. So we're doing the tourist trap south street where I will finally finally finally catch up on my comics. Of what I can still find that is.

Saw batsupsidedown last night and they rocked the hizzy. Talked to Matt and drank horrible beer. Before that Rae helped me moved everything out of storage, save for my desk and comic book boxes. I can't think of any male to coerce into helping me with them since Stefan and Ry are leaving for the shore. Fudge. I am contemplating storing them in the van and then bringing them to my mothers house. I really don't have the room for them anymore. 6 long boxes. Blech.

Work is slow and boring...I'm patiently waiting for 5pm so I can rush home, shower and pretty myself up for a meeting with The Brit.
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7.28.2005

Happy Birthday Leader and Bock!!!


I can't keep it a secret any longer. To the left you'll see a portrait of my boyfriend. Trent is a shy one; but he has finally allowed me to reveal our love to the world.

I don't get to see him much--he travels alot and when he's not travelling he is busy with work. He's coming to visit me in November for one night. It sounds hard to deal with, and it is, but it is totally worth it. He even wrote a song about me (entitled "The Wretched"--that was before we even got together. I was his muse even then!). Trent is recently sober so we don't go to bars or clubs alot, but prefer quiet contemplation and glances filled with love in his New Orleans abode. He's in Europe right now, but makes sure to write me everyday and tell me how much he misses me.

Some would say he's a tortured soul but essentially he is a postive person with a positively morbid side. I miss you TRENT! Come home soon. <3
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7.26.2005

We've got Crosses on our Eyes||For Better, For Worse


I'm moving to South Street bitches!!!! I get the keys today and the lease is being signed! Even though my money situation is in shambles right now and I'm barely getting by, I was able to get the hook up on a 3 bedroom apt. right on South Street. Honestly I am in the middle of where I've always wanted to be and its fuckin' brilliant!

Here's some fun stuff that has happened or will be happening in my recent past or nearing future:
++my roomies seem very cool, and look like a bit of neat freaks, so that's a definite plus!
++the apt consists of: 2 full bathrooms, a washer/dryer, kitchen, dining room, living room, 3 bedrooms, my sizable room looks right onto South Street and I have 2 closests.
++my apt. DOES NOT include cable. But I'm going to try to go without. It poisons the mind anyway
++still learning to mix records. Have Stefan helping me now, which is like Mr. Wizard trying to teach a sped but I'm trying.
++I'm house sitting for Stefan and Ry next week while they are at the shore so I will have plenty of time to practice spinning -AND- save up cash by staying in and inviting random people over to keep me company
++both my new roommates will be gone this week (Carey just a few days, Rachel is gone until Sunday) so I'll have the place to myself...and can start planning my room decoration
++Had my first class for my past mistake (those in the know will need no deciphering on that one) and it was torture and just annoying. But this Saturday I'm done. DONE! And then its just fines and that inevitable license suspension. Huzzah.
++seeing GORMAN tomorrow in the hopes to take out a small loan with her and get my head screwed on straight. I'm seriously lacking in the sanity department right now. But working on it.
++NIN are returning NOVEMBER 5th and me and Rae will be in attendance. QUEENS OF THE STONE AGE are the openers. I'm in heaven.
++BLOC PARTY is coming on SEPTEMBER 10th to the ELECTRIC FACTORY. This is seriously been the best year for shows as...COLDPLAY is next weekend! Rock.
++I am so bored with work its not even funny
++me and Stefan have been fighting quite a bit but I guess it comes with the territory of hanging out with your best friend all the bloody time. Its all in fun and we rarely hold grudges.
++Starting to kick around ideas for the revival of my WHAT YOU SHOULD BE COLUMN...shoudl be fun to do that again! And the no TV/saving money thing will be helpful I'm sure.
++my section of the book is completely done. Title of my section: SHARI VARI. Shell wrote my bio for me. My mom read them and thought I was borderline suicidal. rock'n'roll kittlings.

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7.22.2005

BEST.SHOW.EVER.


KAISER CHIEFS--TLA--7.20.2005
A night that will live in infamy as perhaps the most fun I've ever had on South Street and MOS DEF the most fun I've ever had at a show.

I went with platonic life partner Stefan to see them...on a whim really. Mr. Erik S Burham had highly recommended them to me so I bought the tix even before buying the album. After about 1000 listens per day, I was ready for the show (having only been privy to the songs for about 4 days). The tickets were $15; I guarantee you will never be able to see them in the Filthadelphia area for that cheap -OR- at that small a venue again.

They opened the show with "NA NA NA NA NAA"--a fun tune about how both girl and song alike cannot move lead singer RICKY WILSON to dance--but is so infectious that you can't help but get down. Upon seeing the band IRL for the first time, I noticed that we had walked right past bassist SIMON RIX earlier that day on South Street. I knew those pants were too tight for an American! The crowd was going bloody wild, I could not stop smiling due to the sheer rush of endorphins from hearing and seeing such a great show. RICKY WILSON never shut down, "PEANUT" BAINES coming out to egg the crowd on into "I PREDICT A RIOT", drummer NICK HODGSON picking up vocals that WILSON missed, and 'WHITEY' WHITE playing guitar riffs that are still stuck in my head. The set list as I remember in it (not in order and omitting the ones I already mentioned):
“modern way”
“you can have it all” (the one for the ladies)
“Oh my god”
“born to be a dancer”
“Saturday night”
“Time Honoured Tradition”

And like 2 or 3 songs not on the album. More kinetic than COLDPLAY, more punk than FRANZ (these kids sound like THE RAMONES and DEAD KENNEDYS depending on the song), bloody fan-fucking-tastic. If they don't win the MERCURY PRIZE this year, then I'm predicting a riot dammit!
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7.18.2005

~The Weekend Review~


Part One: JOHNNY DEPP IS MY GOD AND PERSONAL SAVIOUR
I went in to CHARLIE AND THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY with mixed feelings. TIM BURTON’s last remake (PLANET OF THE APES) was horrendous, like BATTLEFIELD EARTH horrible. And I like the original CHOCOLATE FACTORY flick (even if they changed the name and didn’t stick very closely to ROALD DAHL’s book)—GENE WILDER was pretty damn cool as the eccentric Willy Wonka. Who could top him?

Enter the best actor of our generation, the incomparable JOHNNY DEPP, whom I thought for sure was losing his touch with the PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN performance that everyone loved but me. Sorry but it was just a mix of HUNTER S and KEITH RICHARDS to me. From the get-go, I was enchanted with this updated version, from BURTON’s glorious and goth style of portraying sad city streets, and even the most colorful settings are tweaked in some way, a surrealist fantasy or phantasm…depending on how you look at it. But it offers even more than that—the dialogue and story is brilliant—from songs that are the actual lyrics written by DAHL and brought to musical life by DANNY ELFMAN—to the amusing and deeply satisfying acting of DEPP, the scary plastic children (I refuse to believe any of them were real besides the kid that played CHARLIE BUCKET), CHRISTOPHER LEE as DEPP’s father, and DEEP ROY as about 5 million Oompa-Loompas. I was cracking up and embarrassing my sister and mother, but damn was it worth it! I want to see this movie again and again and again. No longer a need for GENE WILDER, sorry sir, but when I make mine WONKA, it’ll be the DEPP/BURTON update. The question is: Have you accepted MR. DEPP as your personal saviour?
Part 2: THE FAINT AREN'T FOR THE FAINT OF HEART.
I happened upon THE FAINT’s “agent suicide” video while perusing my latest ON DEMAND options one morning before work. I was like “ooooo…album is called DANSE MACABRE” but they’re electronic? Goths with Synths? I can dig it. Not so much goth as just delightfully dark electro-tech, THE FAINT quickly wormed its way into my regular rotation of activities…that is until I bought WET FROM BIRTH.

10 songs, under 40 minutes, punk-aesthetic mixed with dark synth riffs and strange lyrics about various aspects of reproduction, WET FROM BIRTH gets under your skin and stays there. Fast enough to dance to with lyrics that aren’t repetitive like many tech groups, THE FAINT is more fun that a barrel of sharps (that’s medical speak). I just bought a DANSE MACABRE song on vinyl for mixing purposes. As I’m new to the game of DJ’ing, DJ STEFAN FRANCOIS will be having his hand at this one. I’ll let you know how it turns out.

Recommended if you like: JACQUES LU CONT, MISS KITTIN, AFI, DRESDEN DOLLS
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7.13.2005

Words from my free Psychiatrist

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It's not a dependence on other people. It's a need to feel wanted. You're not comfortable by yourself because you don't know who you are and I'm pretty sure you're scared to find out. There may be something inside of you that tells you that you're a loser if you're alone no matter what you say. Dig? Now that you have a fresh shot at it, you might want to try to be alone for a while. Just a thought. It will help with those obsessive thoughts.
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Good diagnosis? Of course. I am looking @ a bedroom in a house of South Street tonight. 2 female roommates and an amazingly cheap price. I am deathly afraid of being alone and it sucks for me to even think about. I don't know what I'll do with myself except hopefully realize who the fuck I am. B/c right now i'm just a convoluted mess of hobbies, things, and words.
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The DENIAL Twist


THERE IS NO AMERICAN VERSION OF DARK WATER.
Please for the love of Buddha and all that is holy...RUN, don't walk as far away from DARK WATER as you can. Head to your local bootleg DVD vendor and buy the original JAPANESE film. A dirty dive into the tension and creepiness of true Asian Horror awaits you.
JENNIFER CONNELLY tries very hard to makes the AMERICAN version work but it fails miserably with its cheap scares and cheesy back story tacked on to give the characters more depth. The subtlety and ambiguity of J-HORROR is what makes it superior to these American rip-offs. Long winded, RING-like frights prevail over the story of a creepy little girl in a yellow rain coat.
Nicole paid for my ticket and she has promised to get me back by having me take her to some horrible movie. I deserve it. The ONLY good thing about this film was the preview for THE EXORCISM OF EMILY ROSE, which looks infinitely more frightening.
So the verdict: AMERICANS can do the God-fearin' stuff well, but leave the Ghost stories to our Asian counterparts.
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7.12.2005

Down...but not bloody out suckazzzz!

I know I need this alone time and calling up boys just to get noticed is exactly what I don't need. So I'm forcing celibacy and solitude on myself. NAPOLEON is dancing to some sweet tunes that I"m mixing. I practiced DJ'ing again last night--it was hella fun even if I suck. My new approach is to work with some more chill electro and build up speed from there. We'll see how that goes--ordering FS's "never win" will be the first step in complete and total Brickthrower domination.

Me and Secret Boyfriend talked a little more and things are sorta settled. I'm still bummed but I will survive.

Tonight--I'm going to see DARK WATER with Nicole.
Tomorrow--THE BARBARY with J-Z for Mark's last show with Co-Evolution
Thursday--looking @ 2 places in Northern Liberties that need roommates. The price is right and area is even righter (yes I was an English major). Get my desk and remaining "needs" out of storage.
Friday--I have off work for blood work and THE FINAL COURT DATE to get my horrible sentence for my stupid mistake that I'm still paying for. After that: nothing finalized *yet*
Saturday--meet daddy @ the storage unit and pack up the rest of my stuff. Drive back with him and spend the weekend there. Shacky is visiting too so that's cool. We can go out to ze bar or something.

And that is all for now.
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7.11.2005

Karma--its a bitch

What goes around comes around.

Break-up with someone through email--inevitably its going to happen to you.

Words of wisdom my friend. I am so close to a breakdown and its 3pm and I'm at work and I can't think fucking straight.

I need to get the fuck outta this job, outta this town, away away away.
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7.10.2005

Things i DIDN'T do this weekend

+I didn't go see DARK WATER b/c
+I didn't go to KOP
I've let me J-Horror bretheren down...argh dude. I suck.

THINGS I DID DO THIS WEEKEND:
+had dinner with Jack, Wayne, Beth, Ry the Scot and Gail
+started to learn how to spin records (Ry started teaching me--its sooooo addictive)
+watching 6 FEET UNDER on demand
+played some darts
+created a kickass playlist of rokken stuff worthy of Ze Brickthrower!

Really I've just been gellin'. The weather has been gorgeous and Stefan has been at the shore the entire weekend so I've been hanging with Ry and Rae and Ze Moto Kitty. I woke up way too early and made breakfast and now I'm about to crash again. Yep yep yep.
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7.07.2005

J HORROR FANATICS UNITE!!!

This is TOSHIO. He is the cute little spector from my favorite Asian Horror movie of all time--JU-ON//aka JUON THE GRUDGE and JUON THE CURSE. I know he's evil and can morph into a cat and all...but isn't he just adorable with his all black eyes and blue-white skin?? Yeah...I think so too.

So tomorrow DARK WATER is coming out. This is my 2nd fave Asian Horror flick. I think that story-wise--it will be easier for people to understand so therefore will probably do better business than THE GRUDGE did (although with the movie revenue slump of late may prove otherwise). The ending is pretty fukken weird though, so I can only imagine that this has been changed. Or maybe not. One can only hope for a decent representation of a genre of cinema that does not fit into the HOLLYWOOD HORROR mode. The ambiguity of many of these stories is enough to confuse the normal movie-goer. But me and RY THE SCOT, my friend in film, are going to watch DARK WATER with an open mind and if I can get one fidgety-hand scream then I will be happy.

Last night I had a slumber party with Ry until Rae got home--Stefan is at the shore so he's no doubt trying to work on his wife-beater tan. We watched NEWSRADIO and HAROLD AND KUMAR GO TO WHITE CASTLE (unrated). Tonight I go straight home to play darts and pick up some Framboise, then Keg-Leg and Chris Bastard are meeting me back @ the hizzy.

Tomorrow is DARK WATER and a visit with J-Z beforehand. Saturday there is a party @ an art gallery with the FUZZY BOX crew spinnin' and an open beer bar. If stefan isn't home by then I will have to take the blade of my hanzo sword to the back of his cranium. I'm just sayin.
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7.06.2005

In a professional setting...

You must die I alone am best.

I hope ya flip some guy the bird
He cuts you off and you're forced to swerve
In front of the Beatles' tour bus
A Bookmobile and a Mack truck
Hauling hazardous biological waste
The light turns red you have no brakes
And "Hard Copy" gets it all on tape
So you can see the look on your face

I hope your Pinto begins to spin
Takes out a disabled Vietnam veteran
Mows down a Nobel Peace Prize winner
And maybe some orphans having Christmas dinner
Perhaps even the British Royal Family
And the Rabbi that's clutching the bottle-fed puppy
And we can't forget the newlyweds
And those Jerry's Kids are as good as dead

I hope this helps to emphasize
I hope this helps to clarify
I hope you die

I hope your cellmate thinks he's God
But C.N.N. refer to him as Bowling Ball Bag Bob
Serving time again for abuse of a corpse
Only this time the victim's a Clydesdale horse
While he masturbates to photos of livestock
He does the "Silence Of The Lambs" dance to Christian Rock
Eats feces and quotes from "Deliverance"
And fights with his imaginary playmate Vince

I hope he grins like Jack Nicholson
And forces you to play a game called Balls On Chin
And whatever happens next is all a blur
But you remember fist can be a verb
And when you finally regain consciousness
You're bound and gagged in a wedding dress
And the prison guard looks the other way
'Cause he's the guy ya flipped the bird the other day

I hope this helps to emphasize
I hope this helps to clarify
I hope you die

You can fuck right off chap. Way to go with acting your age.
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7.04.2005

Darts of Pleasure



I am shown here with Ry The Scot and the house darts, but I have secured my own set (Pirahna II 90% Tungsten Steel Tip Darts with English flag flights) and have been getting tips from Jonathon--a member of the team @ the Winchester. I have been trying different things for my aim and shot as I'm right handed and left-eye dominant. It can make things difficult. Well yesterday I stumbled upon a line-up/stance/aim that is working for me.

Its the basic fencing stance, lining up with the flight vertical instead of horizantal, and throwing with a slight arc. And it is fucking slick if I do say so myself. :wink:

I have been asked to join the team but I'm still wanting to practice more before I try my hand @ the real thing. Alot of the games are based on math and so that makes me a complete sped so I'll just keep rockin' it amateur style for now. Needless to say that was alot of my weekend.

But as it is Monday the 4th of July and I'm up before noon--this was due to the morning of KEOKI that I had @ shampoo yesterday. KEOKI was the last to go on @ 5am--and 5 million red bulls kept me and Stefan aloft enough to watch most of his set before entering the daylight and heading home. I started dancing in the main room, went to drum and bass for a few minutes (drum and bass aka Spazzes on crack requires about a 2 minute spazz out and then a break so it was all good), then finally got down to WINK in the outside tent. WINK was bloody amazing. He was SOOOOO good it was awesome. After I yelled to him that he fucking rocked and he gave me a thumbs up, Ry The Scot took his shore leave and Sausalito and I went back inside for the KEOKI countdown.

D-FUSE was spinning techno/trance/progressive so I would dance but kept trying to conserve my energy for KEOKI. When he finally came on it suddenly went from club scene to concert--the people were below the DJ booth just watching him--b/c he does the SUPERSTAR thang well and spins while singing along to the songs he's playing, jumping up on the shelves and rockin out. He didn't do the mash-up thing and go from song to song frantically like his CD's, but took the tempo down and played Electro that was brilliant. The 5 million red bulls came back to haunt me and we left a few mins before his set was over. Into the daylight, into the streetlight, I came home and crashed out until noon (insomnia or just amped from the morning's events).

Had breakfast @ North Third and then headed to the WINCHESTER to learn the patented "manchester mary" style of throwing, came home to play TEKKEN, watch SHAUN OF THE DEAD, and pass out by midnight if not before. But this was all AFTER LIVE 8--which I didn't even make it to. Ended up watching MTV's coverage on Beth and Wayne's deck and going to bed by 5pm to get up for BANG! All worth it. So very very worth it.

GWEN STEFANI's new video came on--she is so fucking pretty. Christ. Which reminds me in the past 2 nights I've (IN MY DREAMS):
=kissed 2 girls
=fought with the Ex
=hung out with Jamil, A & E, Keg-Leg, Johnny, and Lido @ a hotel while they were preparing for someone's wedding
=tried to get tickets for some show but can't remember which one
=made out with the new beau but still haven't gone past 3rd base

And I shall say no more...

Except that my manager from GENE'S BOOKS (the best job I ever had) is FINALLY opening her own store. I can't wait to go out and see it. Let's hope she needs someone to work there!!! :fingers crossed:

And with that I take my leave.
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