Why would I lie -- just to get by?

[raybear]

I have a new user icon. Andrew from While You Were Out! I haven't quite figured out what mood of entries he represents, but right now it's in honor of my new hobby I discovered: following the career of Teresa Strasser. I found her website and turns out she has a syndicated column that isn't horrible. I mean, I certainly don't agree with everything she surmises, but she gets major bonus points for publishing a press clip of an article called Will Teresa Strasser be my fag hag?.

I love how last night it took nearly three hours to learn how to turn on my computer, make a dozen attempts to register it and get free dial-up (all of the unsuccessful), sync up my iPod, and import two albums. This morning, in fifteen minutes flat, I managed to get online, check e-mail, upload four CD's, sync my camping to-do list into my iPod, and make an off-the-cuff "Morning Mix" for the train ride. I'm not sure if the computer needed a good night's sleep or I did.

Last night was a little frustrating for lots of little reasons, including an incident that caused a nasty leash rope burn on my neck. No, not like that. Sophie decided to leap out of the car into traffic in pursuit of a neighborhood dog and when I yanked on it to keep her from getting killed by a car, it somehow got mixed up around a seat belt and other complicated twists tha basically ended wrapping around the right side of my neck. Last night while lying in bed talking, I felt it tingling and burning still and was going to ask Lowenstein for some sort of creme but I just didn't want to get out of bed.

Sophie was so ornery and annoying and bratty last night and I'm not sure who started it -- was I cranky first so she fed off of it, or did her behavior make me crankier? I thought she'd be better this morning, but then I got a call informing me that she peed on the rug, apparently in the three minutes I was in the bathroom this morning washing my face and applying deodorant. After that call, she almost seemed to know she was in the doghouse with her beloved (not me) because she was extremely docile in the car ride and then moped around the apartment while I was running around changing out my bag and such. She tried to get all resisting arrest on me by going limp when it was time to go in the crate, but I was having none of that. I think she might just be needing some attention and playtime, since I've been absent from the house a lot since Saturday night. How quickly my anger at her for behavior turns into guilt about being a good pup daddy.

Time for coffee. This morning I realized too why I maybe puked last week after drinking coffee at dommeyourass's house -- her soymilk expired on June 3rd.

Seeing as I'm a paradox, even though I'm a bit cranky, I'm also feeling inspired by a song this morning. And if I was someone who posted song lyrics in my journal (other than just subject headers), I'd put it here, but I don't. But if I did, it would be from Talib Kweli's "Get By".

Comments

[drood.livejournal.com]

Andrew represents sheer lust. For me, anyway.

[gleninchicago.livejournal.com]

I love your ICON. I'm obsessed with BBC America programs. =)

[dommeyourass.livejournal.com]

sure...blame your anxiety stomach on me. you didn't see ME puke did you?

andrew's sooooo hot. i want to be his fag hag. or maybe just his fag.

My object of desire

[mintwaster.livejournal.com]

The thing in your post that I'm lusting after is your iPod and/or your laptop. I've been wanting to get once since this girl in my program came into class with the 17" titanium laptop and I couldn't stop drooling. When you first said you bought one (did you get a titanium?) on an Apple loan, I started pricing them, but then Cocolola said pointed out that I can't really afford one. So I downsized my fantasy to a 10G iPod. I think I keep talking about your posts, ie. "did you read Ray's LJ about the iPod today?" "did you read Ray's LJ about his computer?" Finally, she just told me to buy one. Which is the right thing to do because then I was like, "nah, they're too expensive...I can't afford it."

[cruelnails.livejournal.com]

...it would be from Talib Kweli's "Get By". How is that cd? I've almost picked it up a thousand times in the past month or so ...

[raybear.livejournal.com]

I passed it over for months and months and months, and then spontaneously while on my road trip I saw it on sale and picked it up. And I love it. Love it. The production is great and varied, and he has some really good rhymes. Sometimes I want to like Talib, but then I don't because he seems full of himself and self-important, but then I end up liking him anyway.

Re: My object of desire

[raybear.livejournal.com]

I did NOT get a laptop, though the temptation was certainly there. Even though I was taking out a big loan, I still have this strange thrifty streak and I just couldn't justify how much more computer you get for your money with a desktop, especially since I don't really NEED a laptop except I can check my e-mail in bed and be super lazy.

I LOVE my iPod. So much. It's hard for me to not gush even more than I did. You should be glad that earlier this week you weren't included on the e-mails I was sending twice a day updating people with the FedEx tracking information on my toys!

When we have lunch I'll bring it along so you can play with it.

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[cruelnails.livejournal.com]

... I don't because he seems full of himself and self-important I've always felt the same way. As much as I loved Black Star (and I love love love Black Star) I always figured that it was because of Mos Def.

However that';s the second tune (after that DJ song) that I've dug - so maybe I will check it out.

[raybear.livejournal.com]

My other favorite is the last track: Won't You Stay. I think you'd like it.

Waitin' for the DJ is on my fucked-up beats list! It's great for head nodding, but don't even try to get on the dance floor with that isht.

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[cruelnails.livejournal.com]

heh heh heh ... sadly any song i try to dance to would inevitably end up looking like a fucked-up beat song. For someone as (modestly) soulful as I am - my whiteness comes out in spades the moment I step on the dance floor.

I'll def. check out 'Won't You Stay' ...