That’s just who I am right now, okay?

PART A: seven songz I can’t stop playing.

Caveat: this is real life!

I. “Why I didn’t like August ’93″-The Constantines (Elevator to Hell cover)”

II. “Not That Kind of Girlfriend”-Smoking Popes

III. “Quelqu’un m’a dit”-Carla Bruni

IV. “Cancer Boy”- Machine Go Boom

V. “Restless”-Rumbleseat

VI. “Detroit Has A Skyline” (acoustic)-Superchunk

VII. “No Culture Icons”-The Thermals

PART B: Things I’ve done in the past week:

a) thrown a white russian cocktail party with Bat.
b) been serenaded.
c) stayed out late drinking double bourbons.
d) gotten minor frostbite.
e) jammed out.
f) had serious moments of self and quiet desperation.
g) walked home from cambridge three times.
h) ate a brie and pear crepe.
i) been inarticulate in social situations.
j) become reacquainted with chicory coffee.
k) typed for miles.
l) gold leafed. a lot.

PART C: BIKE GANGZ I HAVE JOINED.
1) the singular theys: a society for bicycle enthusiasts.

PART D: ESSAYS

1) If you were an animal, what kind of animal would you be?

Right now I would have to say Iggy Pop shortly after he recorded lust for life, post-Nico relationship. Heartbroken and drinking a lot of white russians, but trying to just keep rocking out and taking care of my clap.

2) What’s going on with Robespierre & The Reign of Terror anyway?

Everything.

3) Are you going to be okay?

If a man can live with a monkeys heart, then I think I’ll be okay.

A MUTUAL RESPECT!

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