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Wednesday, December 14th, 2005
3:04 pm	Hung Jury It was 8-3 (0ne juror was dismissed) for my stepfather (the defense). The second trial is supposed to happen in April but it seems that with this ratio, the government has to think hard about whether or not it's worth prosecuting again. So, my stepfather is home for Christmas and New Year's and that's all I care about. Thanks to all of you who supported us throughout this time. (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, October 4th, 2005
12:43 am	all things go I stole that subject line from Sufjan Stevens. ILLINOIS is very amazing. OK, so everything is just fine right now. Please disregard my old entries that I wrote while sad. I am currently happy and so should you be. The weather is being very cooperative, and so is all of this music that I'm listening to: Sufjan Stevens The New Pornographers The Beach Boys The Ronettes Andrew Bird Asia Eddie Money The last two started as jokes but grew on me. Finally, the Interpol concert I attended with my little bro last night was awesome. I still like Interpol even while scorning them. Hmm. Current Mood: happy Current Music: lots (Comment on this)
Saturday, September 17th, 2005
12:08 am	The Onion's genius comes true OMG...this is fucking awesome: First go here (from Feb. 2004): http://www.theonion.com/content/node/33930 Then go here (from this week): http://money.cnn.com/2005/09/14/news/fortune500/gillette/index.htm I stole this progression from my college bud, Eric Feder (in case he's reading this...I must cite the original author. He cited Andrew Sullivan. So, maybe I should have just cited Andrew Sullivan and cut out the middle man. But...he's my college bud! My pal! My friend! We're mano-a-mano!) (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, September 16th, 2005
11:03 pm	Bloc Party...um... Why did it take me this long to come around to Bloc Party? I dismissed them the minute my brother mentioned them on the way out of the last Arcade Fire show for which one could get tickets without worrying about it selling out in nanoseconds. Why am I a snob when most good things are popular for a reason? Not all things, just most things. And by popular, I guess I mean New Yorkers like them. And little pockets of people around the country in cool cities like Portland, I guess. Or, how I imagine Portland to be. Anyone want to go there with me soon? Like, maybe next Spring? And Seattle, too? And Vancouver? I'm itching to go. Anyway, Bloc Party is fucking ridiculously good. "So Here We Are"? Amazing. "Blue Light"? Unbelievable. "This Modern Love"? Best song on the album (currently). Too bad I just missed their show. I'm exhausted, by the way. Current Music: Bloc Party: Silent Alarm (1 Comment |Comment on this)
1:00 am	Gaping Abyss EP is finally on its way We got two tracks down today: "That's the Way It Is in the Circus" and "The Dynamic." More to come. (Comment on this)
Friday, September 9th, 2005
4:05 pm	A little bit of justice? FEMA asshole got semi-sacked. http://www.nytimes.com/2005/09/09/national/nationalspecial/09cnd-fema.html?hp&ex=1126324800&en=28e107914baf982f&ei=5094&partner=homepage (Comment on this)
Thursday, September 1st, 2005
12:04 am	Katrina sucks d!ck I had to say it. I hate that hurricane. It's weird to just go on with life as normal. But one good thing is that at the faculty meeting, we decided to donate some money to the Red Cross for their rebuilding efforts. (Comment on this)
Wednesday, August 31st, 2005
11:50 pm	Alcohol as lubricant So, I already found my after-work drinking group. Nice. I'm going to love Friday happy hour at Last Exit. Best thing about it is that I just walked home without worrying about waiting for the subway. I guess the winter will change things because it's a twenty minute walk, but for now through December, it's smooth sailing ahead. (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, August 30th, 2005
5:53 pm	Taxonomy of a good day Today was good. Life is going to be good. The new Death Cab is out. I rode my bike--newly outfitted with better tires and tubes--to school, just a seven minute ride. Then, I locked it up in the idyllic (for a city, at least) garden. Then, I learned about teaching, and thought about how exciting it is for my job to require thinking about how I'm doing my job. This sort of self-analysis reminded of the type of work I used to do in college. We even talked a little bit about linguistics today over the nice lunch at La Traviata, where the new Physics teacher, Velouse, handed me a piece of paper with some new venues where I can check out opera. The afternoon part of the classroom management section was full of tips on how to control the classroom; and so many things applied to real life. One was even about coming out of yourself and visualizing yourself from afar and realizing that you are in a good place--putting things into perspective and giving you the peace of mind that your life is actually good and that the moment you think is going badly is just that, a moment. Also, learning to say "no" is very important. Also, I learned that the middle school head got dumped by his girlfriend of four years over the summer, and that it was very, very tough for him. And he kept talking throughout the day about how he's one of those people who has a hard time letting go of hurt...and I realized that I'm not the only person like this. There's solace in that. And then I thought, it doesn't even hurt anymore. My life is in fact better now--I'm in the best shape of my life, I'm working at an awesome school, I'm playing with an awesome band, and I don't even remember what it was like to not be single. I just have images of certain moments, and yes, I still analyze things, but finally getting to work has pushed me into the next stage of my life and is making me realize how ordinary and insignificant my relationship was, and that there will be others that will be more special in the future, whenever then come. Until then, I'm going to be the awesome new Spanish teacher who plays in a band and is a good person, just like I've always been. No more doubting my own self-worth because some confused girl didn't find enough good in me to stick around. I was just reacting to the feeling of rejection and losing someone who I thought meant every word she said. I've got plenty of friends, family, and now colleagues who make my life fulfilling. At the end of the day, I hung out in the library with my really interesting and cool department--Anita (my boss and crusader), Mark (who's full of ideas for how to teach and we're going to team up a few times this year), and Jose (who is bringing me back to my Cuban upbringing and cracks me up). I love that library--so old fashioned. That whole building. Then, I rode home to work. Yesterday after work, Anita took Jose and me to get some coffee and we talked about the nature of diversity in the school system and society in Latin America. I'm so excited about having more of these discussions. The new Death Cab has too many ballads, though. But I hadn't yet discovered this as I was grinning and riding home on my bike. It was downhill basically the whole way. I even got a little breeze going despite the nasty humidity. The greatest thing about riding a bike may perhaps be that going downhill is something you can look forward to. Here is another stand-alone sentence that might be packed with meaning. Here is a closing sentence. Current Mood: accomplished Current Music: Death Cab for Cutie - Plans (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, August 25th, 2005
4:36 pm	I don't like emoticons right now...or anymore. I don't like emoticons right now...or anymore. They're not very useful. But when you want to put on a face They're great, as long as people don't know You're full of bull(shit) The new New Pornographers is amazing. Current Music: Twin Cinema (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, August 20th, 2005
2:43 am	Happy Birthday, Orly! Here's to the most optimistic, fun-loving, comforting, kind, awesome person I know. Hope you have a chill Saturday. Do absolutely nothing. I love that Capone place. We must hit that place several more times in our lives to come. -Mario (Comment on this)
Wednesday, August 3rd, 2005
3:16 pm	Stephin Merritt: Genius I want to build a tribute to Stephin Merritt and The Magnetic Fields. Again, I'm only going to post song lyrics. But damn, they're good. Heartbreakingly true or hilarious, depending on what mood you're in. ABSOLUTELY CUCKOO: Don't fall in love with me yet We only recently met True I'm in love with you but you might decide I'm a nut Give me a week or two to go absolutley cuckoo then, when you see your error, then, you can flee in terror like everybody else does I only tell you this cause I'm easy to get rid of but not if you fall in love Know now that I'm on the make and if you make a mistake my heart will certainly break I'll have to jump in a lake and all my friends will blame you There's no telling what they'll do It's only fair to tell you I'm absolutely cuckoo ALL MY LITTLE WORDS You are a splendid butterfly It is your wings that make you beautiful And I could make you fly away But I could never make you stay You said you were in love with me Both of us know that that's impossible And I could make you rue the day But I could never make you stay Not for all the tea in China Not if I could sing like a bird Not for all North Carolina Not for all my little words Not if I could write for you The sweetest song you ever heard It doesn't matter what I'll do Not for all my little words Now that you've made me want to die You tell me that you're unboyfriendable And I could make you pay and pay But I could never make you stay I THINK I NEED A NEW HEART Time stands still All I can feel is the time standing still as you put down the keys and say don't call me please while the radio plays "I Think I Need a New Heart" ohhh "I Think I Need a New Heart" ohhh You've lied too but it's a sin that I can't tell the truth cause it all comes out wrong unless I put it in a song so the radio plays "I Think I Need a New Heart" just for you "I Think I Need a New Heart" cause I always say I love you when I mean turn out the light and I say let's run away when I just mean stay the night but the words you want to hear you will never hear from me I'll never say "happy anniversary" never stay to say "happy anniversary" so I think I need a new heart ohhh I think I need a new heart ohhh I think I need a new heart ohhh I think I need a new heart ohhh Give me time I DON'T WANT TO GET OVER YOU I don't want to get over you I guess I could take a sleeping pill and sleep at will And not have to go through what I go through I guess I should take Prozac, right, And just smile all night at somebody new, Somebody not too bright but sweet and kind Who would try to get you off my mind I could leave this agony behind Which is just what I'd do if I wanted to, But I don't want to get over you 'Cause I don't want to get over love I could listen to my therapist, pretend you don't exist And not have to dream of what I dream of; I could listen to all my friends and go out again And pretend it's enough, Or I could make a career of being blue-- I could dress in black and read Camus, Smoke clove cigarettes and drink vermouth Like I was seventeen That would be a scream But I don't want to get over you THE BOOK OF LOVE The book of love is long and boring No one can lift the damn thing It's full of charts and facts and figures And instructions for dancing But I I love it when you read to me And you you can read me anything The book of love has music in it In fact that's where music comes from Some of it is just transcendental Some of it is just really dumb But I I love it when you sing to me And you You can sing me anything The book of love is long and boring And written very long ago It's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes And things we're all too young to know But I I love it when you give me things And you You ought to give me wedding rings I I love it when you give me things And you You ought to give me wedding rings GRAND CANYON If I was the Grand Canyon I'd echo everything you say But I'm just me I'm only me And you used to love me that way So you know how to love me that way If I was Paul Bunyan I'd carry you so far away But I'm just me I'm only me And you used to love me that way So you know how to love me that way EPITAPH FOR MY HEART "Caution: to prevent electric shock do not remove cover No user-serviceable parts insde Refer servicing to qualified service personnel" Let this be the epitaph for my heart Cupid put too much poison in the dart This is the epitaph for my heart because it's gone, gone gone And life goes on and on anon And death goes on, world without end And you're not my friend Who will mourn the passing of my heart Will its little droppings climb the pop chart Who'll take its ashes and, Singing, fling them from the top of the Brill Building And life goes on, and dawn, and dawn And death goes on, world without end And you're not my friend YEAH! OH, YEAH! Are you out of love with me? Are you longing to be free? Do I drive you up a tree? Yeah! Oh, yeah! Do I drive you up the wall? Do you dread every phone call? Can you not stand me at all? Yeah! Oh, yeah! Though I need you more than air is it true you just don't care? Are you having an affair? Yeah! Oh, yeah! When we met I thought money was everything so I let you buy the house, the car, the ring but I can't take your perpetual whining and you can't sing I thought if we live apart we could made a brand-new start Do you want to break my heart? Yeah! Oh, yeah! I've enjoyed making you miserable for years found peace of mind in playing on your fears How I loved to catch your gold and silver tears, but now my dear What a dark and dreary life Are you reaching for a knife? Could you really kill your wife? Yeah! Oh, yeah! Of, I die, I die, I die! So it's over, you and I Was my whole life just a lie? Yeah! Oh, yeah! I DON'T REALLY LOVE YOU ANYMORE True, I'd give my right arm To keep you safe from harm And true, for you, I'd move to Ecuador And I'd keep a little farm Chop wood to keep you warm But I don't really love you anymore I don't have to love you now if I don't wish to I won't see you anyhow if that's an issue Because I am a gentleman Think of me as just your fan Who remembers every dress you ever wore Just the bad comedian Your new boyfriend's better than 'Cause I don't really love you anymore There'll be someday when your eyes do not enthrall me, I'll be numb but realize you'll never call me 'Cause I've read your horoscope And now I've given up all hope So I don't really love you anymore 'Cause I've read your horoscope And now I've given up all hope So I don't really love you anymore IT'S ONLY TIME Why would I stop loving you a hundred years from now? It's only time. It's only time. What could stop this beating heart once it's made a vow? It's only time. It's only time. If rain won't change your mind, let it fall. The rain won't change my heart at all. Lock this chain around my hand, throw away the key. It's only time. It's only time. Years falling like grains of sand mean nothing to me. It's only time. It's only time. If snow won't change your mind let it fall. The snow won't change my heart, not at all. (I'll walk your lands) I'll walk your lands (And swim your sea) And swim your sea Marry me. Marry me. (Then in your hands) Then in your hands (I will be free) I will be free Marry me. Marry me. Why would I stop loving you a hundred years from now? Current Mood: full Current Music: The Magnetic Fields (Comment on this)
11:11 am	Billy Lopez is a brilliant lyricist. I'm going to start posting our song lyrics here, until I figure out how to update our website: www.thegapingabyss.com. We have a MySpace site, too: www.myspace.com/thegapingabyss The following song is catchy, set to basically three chords, a la Pachelbel's Canon. A Solid Reason Cynthia, Are you high or something? Are you gonna be there If I come and get you? I'll put you in a cab, drive you back; The joke is I don't even really want to know. You'll be sleeping off the party, I'll be talking to your body; I don't need a solid reason... You'll be fine If I should ever leave you. You seem quite resilient-- All you need are weekends. Go get a boyfriend with a Cadillac, He can probably get you where you need to go. I can't fault you as a girlfriend, I'm not worried about another man, But I don't need a solid reason... To up And say goodbye. No time To ask me why. I've never Had to be strong. Cynthia, This is where I leave you. Nothing lasts forever, But don't be a stranger. I'll put you in a cab, drive you back, Then I'm getting out and walking home alone. Ever since we first collided I've been feeling undecided, But I don't need a solid reason 'cause I know. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, August 2nd, 2005
10:30 pm	Alanis Morissette's Inevitable Return, Exhibit B I went on BMG to try to take advantage of $5 CDs while I still work at Random House, and look what it said when I typed in Alanis Morisette's JAGED LITTLE PILL: Special Promotion: Sales restricted title available for a limited time due to popular demand. Item cannot be further discounted or taken as a bonus or free selection. Item does not qualify you to receive sale or free selections with your offer. You will be billed at the price shown plus shipping and handling. I knew it! "Due to popular demand"? She is so back. Current Mood: accomplished Current Music: Alanis Morissette: Jaged Little Pill (2 Comments |Comment on this)
6:14 pm	Finally, Dylan It's about time! These lyrics are great: Sign on the window says "Lonely," Sign on the door said "No Company Allowed," Sign on the street says "Y' Don't Own Me," Sign on the porch says "Three's A Crowd," Sign on the porch says "Three's A Crowd." Her and her boyfriend went to California, Her and her boyfriend done changed their tune. My best friend said, "Now didn' I warn ya, Brighton girls are like the moon, Brighton girls are like the moon." Looks like a-nothing but rain . . . Sure gonna be wet tonight on Main Street . . . Hope that it don't sleet. Build me a cabin in Utah, Marry me a wife, catch rainbow trout, Have a bunch of kids who call me "Pa," That must be what it's all about, That must be what it's all about. Current Mood: awake Current Music: Bob Dylan - Sign on the Window (Comment on this)
Monday, August 1st, 2005
6:47 pm	I Love Kat Vondy There I was, typing away, deleting unnecessary information, fixing grammar, and all the other things an editor does at an even more frantic pace his last week in the publishing world. And then, she appeared: the little IM window with the familiar screenname, telling me she's coming in two weeks. Sweet. We shall do improvisational walking, and we shall rejoice. About my post-breakup journal entries, she said, "man, let go of the bitterness." She also said, "EAT FROZEN BLUEBERRIES." And so, I shall. Kat Vondy rules! Current Mood: excited Current Music: Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, Track 2 (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, July 29th, 2005
12:06 pm	Clap Your Hands Say Yeah Finally, I'm back to my old hobby of discovering new music. Casan Wells Callaway let me borrow the Clap Your Hands Say Yeah CD, which his younger brother burned for him. Why are little brothers so cool now? When did this happen? Anyway, so far I like "Over and Over Again" and "Is This Love?" and "Upon This Tidal Wave of Young Love." Can't wait for the new New Pornographers. Current Mood: pleased Current Music: Clap Your Hands Say Yeah (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, July 26th, 2005
11:42 pm	I do like the new Death Cab single. http://www.myspace.com/deathcabforcutie The sound quality isn't the best on the myspace streaming file, but I do like this song, despite many complaints I've read about. Death Cab is just going in a direction that brings them a little closer to The Postal Service. How can that be a bad thing? Seriously, I think the rest of the album will still have the loud guitars and fullness of their sound. Current Mood: hopeful (Comment on this)
Thursday, July 21st, 2005
5:11 pm	Search my bag, copper Civil liberties keep on-a-going away...yay... http://nytimes.com/2005/07/21/nyregion/21cnd-security.html?hp (Comment on this)
Wednesday, July 20th, 2005
3:55 pm	My boss's advice My boss here is so wonderful. I don't know if I'll ever have such a good relationship with a supervisor ever again. I'm looking forward to teaching high school kids and doing the clubs and the trips and the discussions about Spanish literature, but part of me is having very strong second thoughts. Anyway, I just delivered some bad news about a book that's about to go to print. Basically, the printer screwed up the color of the photo insert (white instead of cream). All she said was, "No use shedding tears over something that can't be fixed." It couldn't have been more well timed. Current Mood: peaceful (3 Comments |Comment on this)