So I'm back from my vacation--I'll post the deets later. I had a lovely, powdered, palm-treed, weedy, salty time, and I lost a jacket, and I cut my foot in a deep and tragic fashion, but I'm happy to be back in my little nest, sleeping in my own bed instead of in the beds of miscreants, or the sofas of miscreants, or the long white bed of a Pacific beach on an evening misty enough to be romantic but also to be fucking bone-chilling. And I'm happy to manipulate my own Fiestaware dishes and foodstuffs.
And the other thing is that when I came home I was met at my door by a fella with an armful of iris--the delicate blue kind, with butter-yellow hearts and long folded leaves. So I got me a man who brings me flowers, and I can make of that what I will.
Posted by anonymousblonde at octobre 06, 2003 12:36 AMso did a certain man sleep over? dish!
Posted by: when iris sleeps over. on octobre 7, 2003 03:01 PMWell, "When Iris sleeps over" is a lyric from a Breeders song called "Iris." You may notice that I have a fondness for music that was popular in the early-to-mid-1990s: note esp. the Liz Phair reference in this entry: http://www.lanceandeskimo.com/anonblonde/present/journal/000048.html
But, sometimes a man sleeps over. At this point his sleeping over is not really noteworthy or surprising; he's slept over a lot, and he's left his toothbrush on the lip of my sink, and he asserts over his pipe and Sunday papers that we are in a "relationship." But did he sleep over on the night I came back from vacation? No, he didn't. I was tired and I wanted to sleep in my own vast, clean, rose-colored bed all by myself, and I sent him home after a cup of orange bliss tea and a kiss on the forehead.
Posted by: the Anonymous Blonde on octobre 7, 2003 06:34 PMWhy would you have such a penchant for the music of the early to mid nineties there's lots of good stuff out there today! As I say this I'm trying to hold my chair steady and keep my laughter from collapsing my lungs- I'm not doing a very good job. He brought you flowers and you didn't let him spend the night? Blargh that's terrible. I'm about as passionate as an ice tray but still. Blargh I say, on behalf of heterosexual males everywhere I send up my word of protest, Blargh.
Posted by: Political Boy on octobre 9, 2003 01:50 AMOh, Political Boy, it's complicated.
The argument "there's so much good stuff today" is kind of a stupid one; the whole point of music is that it's timeless and lasting, which is why people still listen to Mozart and Ella Fitzgerald. Also, the fact that I actually do like music from today notwithstanding, people have a tendency to like the music of their salad days. In ten years, Political Boy, I suspect you'll be making fond references to Coldplay or the New Pornographers or whoever you're listening to right now.
Also, I am very passionate about ice cube trays.
Posted by: Anonymous Blonde on octobre 9, 2003 11:20 AMIt seems that my rays of sarcasm can't travel via modem. I'm twenty and I already long for hte music of my youth, oh if only Kurt were still alive. Oh, yes ice cube trays are the best, do you take yours cold or warm?
Posted by: Political boy on octobre 16, 2003 05:02 AMOh, I get it! You were laughing because there's no good music today.
Well, there is actually some good music today, but of course you miss Kurt.
Posted by: the Anonymous Blonde on octobre 20, 2003 01:51 PMIndeed. U2 is still out there and so is REM, and then there are bands that are still around despite the fact that they suck, like Aerosmith. I've also come to like this entity called white stripes. However the one modern band I condemn to no end is Audislave. "Hey! It'll be like RATM only without Zack! It's brilliant!"
Posted by: Political Boy on octobre 25, 2003 01:29 AMOh, I'm not such a big fan of U2 (I think I prefer Aerosmith), and what has REM done lately worth listening to? I admit I liked that Electrolyte song a couple of years ago, but I don't know whether I should have. I certainly second your opinion on the White Stripes; Audioslave I have never heard.
Posted by: the Anonymous Blonde on octobre 27, 2003 01:26 PMOooh! I just busted bad people by deleting their strange spammy comments from my comments section! Thrilling.
Posted by: anonymous blonde on décembre 16, 2003 02:52 AM