July
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I adore
All those boys
Tell me stories Bjork, My Spine
 Ikon Magazine
Yeah. Still Bjork obsessed. Talking Bjork with Jessica doesn't help either - we end up all giggly and silly imagening Bjork doing whatever, and how cute she'd be. So silly. |
Heh. I've spent all day reading Polly Jean Harvey interviews. I'm going to compile it all into some sort of Biography/FAQ created out of her own words. In the process, I'm mystified at a few things. For instance - the way she always comes off as a serious, gentle young woman in interviews, whereas people STILL seem to have this image of her as "Mad Bitch Woman From Hell". I guess one doesn't have to be a celebrity to have people misinterpret you like that. I'm usualy cool about it. After all, some days I AM a mad bitch woman, whereas other days, I'm the fussiest girl you ever met. It just pisses me off though to have someone talk crap about me when I've done nothing to deserve it. I've been patient. I've tried to shrug it off. Whatever. I've just reached a point where it doesn't matter anymore. I guess that's all I can do.
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long goes the night
i learned to beg
let me ride
let me ride
long goes the night Polly Jean Harvey, Teclo
*laugh* Barbie Sex Orgies. The convo's I sometime end up in ... sheesh. :) |
It's getting silly, this PJ Harvey page thing ... It's gotten to a point where I can't sleep at night because I want to WORK ON IT, must compile, must read more interviews, gather more images, ghod what more sections do I need?, who to get to do the design, argh what if I finish it and no one submiss any PJ Art or anything, what if I open it up, and three days later, anOTHER site emerges, 10 times bigger and better, and ugh ugh. Lame. I know. :) The sad part is, after staying up half the night making lame scetches of the layout, I sleep so hard I have troubles getting up in the morning to get to the library and actually DO some work. Blah. All this because I think the world needs an ultimate nice Polly Jean Harvey page, and because, let's be frank, my ego'll like to have people know me for my work on that page.
We think Kafka the Kitten may be a girl and not a boy ... hehe. And I was SO CERTAIN it was a boy. Shows you my knowledge of ... things. |
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 "You have a deep and sincere respect for yourself and for your personal worth to others. It is easy for you to accept the help and cooperation of others. You see their help to you as an expression of mutal friendship and understanding. You now realize that giving and receiving are two sides of a single coin... You think of yourself as a warm, generous and loving person. You easily express love and affection as you find it easy to accept love in return. You like yourself because you are a friendly and giving person. You accept yourself as a unique and valuable person. You're open, honest and direct... You recognize that you are exceptionally talented... This awareness makes you feel good. " sample from the Orb's "White River Jvnction" 
I'm trying to cut back on how much soda I drink... right now my limit is three a day and I just drank my third soda and I want another but shouldn't have one
© Josh Farr What do you mean this doesn't seem like a typical entry for me? Oh yeah, this is Jessica (again)... Jennie and I decided to have a swap day. |
You had to sneak into my room
I tend to refrain from bitching about my ex-boyfriend in my journal -- he's not a bad guy, there's been some unpleasantness but I don't hate him, the last time we talked we had a pretty nice little conversation -- despite being hurt, I don't see a need to publicise it really, so I stick to retelling happy stories about him. I will, however, feel free to bitch about other people's exboyfriends. Particularly the obsessive paranoid ones who think that their exgirlfriends are out trying to ruin their reputations or that they have some duty to let people know how their exgirlfriend really is. Meanwhile, she's already moved on and doesn't say anything about him, but he's agitating things by talking to her close friends about how they're crazy and how they only dislike him because they're friends with HER. Yesterday I worked myself into a rage thinking about the whole mess, particularly since he talks to me. But it's not just this situation -- when I first met him, he had some major problem with Loren. Then he came to CN and constantly bitched that I was incompetent to handle the rather frivolous non-job of being a superuser. And yet, every so often he forgets and tries to be my friend. I don't know -- I can't handle trying to be nice to a person who gets the idea that I'm crazy, immature or stupid. And I'm perplexed by his behavior regarding his ex-girlfriend when she isn't doing anything in the realm of the "psycho bitch." If anybody's the psycho bitch, it's me.
For the first time in ages, I went for a long pointless drive through the desert. Listened to Radiohead and µ-ziq in the car. Rolled the windows down. Screamed a lot. I needed it. Driving back from Tombstone to Sierra Vista, I traveled along a sinuous road where the speed kept changing from 55 to 25 to 45 to 35 back to 55. Additionally, there were a lot of rabbits trying to cross the road. One daredevil lagomorph decided to jump out right in front of my car. I panicked and swerved to avoid hitting it. I imagined explaining to my parents as the tow truck deposits the wrecked remains of the car in the driveway: "But I avoided hitting a bunny?" It escaped. Just had to get out of the house and go somewhere that wasn't the grocery store or George's makeshift office. I've been cooped up too long, got cabin fever. I figured the drive would do me good although at one point, I felt like I wanted to keep following the road until I got to the freeway, then get onto the freeway and just keep going... but I only had $22 in my pocket so that wouldn't have been too far. |
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Alamo Tori Amos, Alamo
Can't concentrate on writing. I've slept some wrong way, got my spine all twisted - can't think for all the stretching and pulsating going on in my back today. It's not pain, it's not really a big deal, guess I slept wrong, but I can't stop thinking what I need is to rip this spine out and straighten it nicely. Blah. Disturbing. |
Heh.I delurked on a PJ Harvey mailing list today. I'm ridiculously proud. I got responses too .. yey. They didn't kill me for stating that I hated the sound of Polly's music and voice the first time I heard it. By now, I should know better anyways. I couldn't stand Bjork, nor PJ Harvey, and certainly not Tori Amos the first times I heard them - I wrote them all off as annoying artsy fartsy attention seeking women ... and ended up obsessing about them all. Funny.
Yey. Maria's gunna get to see Bjork perform the same week I go to America and see Tori perform. Funny how it can work out sometimes. |
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So mothers keep your girls at home Nick Cave, The Kindness of Strangers
Polly Harvey. Still working on my Polly page. I got 42 pages worth of quotes to condense into a Biography/FAQ tomorrow.
*hug* To Jessica, and her dad.
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=>8)I was all worried about going to the Tori concert .. I still hadn't found a place to stay in Charlotte for the night, you see. And then this Mike person had me on a list of Tori fans in North Carolina (or something like that), without me knowing it, filled with people going to the Charlotte concert. So this girl pulls out some gutts, e-mail Mike and tells about the current no lodging situation, he e-mails the list and ... Ta-da.I get a lovely mail from a woman in Charlotte, offering me her place to stay at over the night. As of yet, I of course don't know how it'll work out, or if it really will, but regardless of that, I just feel... deep gratitude for the kindness of strangers. :)
Blah. The entries have been far too short this week for my liking. It's all this Polly Harvey fuss. Hopefully, I'll get my head back on track as soon as I feel I've gotten someplace with that page. At least I'm not staying up all night anymore because I'm too full of ideas. |
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damn your chest-beating PJ Harvey, Me-Jane
All of a sudden I'm in the weirdest situation - two girls (I'll call them A and B) who both seem real nice have offered me lodging for the night of the Tori concert. I already said yes when the A e-mailed me yesterday .. but now this other girl, B e-mailed, and it seems it would be more convenient if I stayed there ( A lives 20 miles outside of Charlotte, B lives IN Charlotte) I feel really really weird, because I'm so grateful for A's offering, I mean she WAS first and I did accept real quick, that I'd feel mean to accept B's room now. Wah. :( Ah well. I'm checking when B needs to leave the day after the concert. See, A (are you dizzy yet? Read slower!)would drive me into Charlotte when she drives to work, which means I would have to sit all day at the train station, as I would have my very heavy suitcases and my back pack to carry with me. I am thinking that if B isn't leaving until a few hours later than that, it would shorten that period of time (and I'd get a bit of a chance to sleep - not that I think I'd have jetlag this time either, it's just ... travelling for 20-25 hrs, and the concert and all at night would probably make me very tired). Blah. Regardless what happens, I hope I get to meet them both and thank in person at the day of the concert. :)
Maria and her boyfriend leaves tomorrow for London. Blah. Luckily, they come back august 7, so I have time to see her before I leave for America, but still. It's rather poo. I'm going up there to see her tonight for a few hours. I just can't believe that once I leave, I won't be back until next may. It just seems to .. long. I'm even a bit mopey about it. *shrug*
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Last night was another one of those "I can't sleep, I'm too eager to work on my PJ page!" nights. I managed to close my eyes some after 4.30 am. Horrible. I then proceeded to have dreams of working on Polly pictures in some Photopaint program. Blah. I think I did get some work done today, though :) I composed the layout for one of the sections that are going to be at the site - look! I'm very proud of myself. See I had already asked Jessica if she could help me with the layout, much like she helped me with this diary's new look - I just love the way she puts pages together. I changed my mind. Yey. :) I just feel that if I am going to be able to feel proud about the site, I have to take charge - I have to be the one playing with tables, spending an hour to make sure the colours get precisely right, trying out graphics, fonts, words .. And so I'm doing it. I surprised myself with the result actually - I keep looking at it thinking "I put this together??". I am silly, indeed.
The little Net statistic thing is back on for a while. I've decided to keep it the week or so that is left of this month. I'm not sure why .. it raises some sort of competiveness inside of me, which is why I'm taking it off in a while. Until then, however, I'd just like to make you aware of it. It's that little icon in the left corner of this page - if you click on it, you reach a page with all sorts of statistics about who the people reading this are, listing the server you browse in from. I hope you don't feel like I'm trying to look in at you through your screen .. I just thought I'd give it a chance. Well. Now you know. If you feel uncomfortable with it, you can always skip this page and read from the archive - this is the only page that register hits. :) |
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