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The Coquette*
Staggering through life with an eager nose and a sharp tongue.
Billie Jean Got Lucky - Daft Punk vs Michael Jackson
I wanted this to be too much, but it works. I dig it. Academically.
I’m hurting pretty badly right now. I’ve been dealing with the 10th anniversary of a traumatic event, one that fucked me up and dramatically altered the course of my life.
Ten years. The anniversary snuck up on me. I didn’t see it coming until it was too late, and it fucking clobbered me. I spent the weekend partying with old friends, trying to annihilate myself, knowing full well none of it would make me feel any better or any less.
The party’s over now, and I’m alone in my room watching Nurse Jackie re-runs and crying my eyes out. I guess I’m writing this down just to prove to myself that I know what’s going on in my head, that I have a name for it, that I know empirically all the causes and reasons.
Not that it matters. A rational explanation for all this pain won’t help make it go away. I just have to feel this shit and move on.
It’s hard, though. The worst part is that I feel ashamed to be hurting like this. It’s not the better part of my nature, but I’m angry at myself. This is weakness, and I’m supposed to be stronger than this. I’m supposed to be over this already.
Ugh. I hate feeling broken.
It’s the Chemicals - Inspired Flight
Here’s a nice little dose of musical Xanax to wind down an intense Friday.
Today’s theme.
The FBI just released two new enhanced close-up photos of the suspects in the Boston Marathon explosions.
I’m gonna start scouring OkCupid for their profiles now.
Meanwhile, the bomb threat at the Hooters on Hollywood Boulevard seems downright silly compared to all the shit going on in Boston.
Tiff (feat. Justin Vernon) - POLIÇA
This is kinda fuckin’ sexy.
Reporting live for CNN.
Ends of the Earth - Lord Huron
Sweet dreams, all you lovers and fuckers. If tomorrow’s not a better day, at least it’ll be another one.
The wonderful and talented Carmen Rios just did a killer profile and interview with me for her Idol Worship series over at Autostraddle. Check it out!
I’ve been drunk dialed, and I’ve been drunk texted, but this is the first time I’ve ever been drunk instagrammed.
Later this evening I’m supposed to go see Jurassic Park in a movie theater followed by Soul Asylum at the Roxy.
Wish I had a pair of Doc Martens I could dust off to get into the teen spirit of things, because the 90s are back in full effect, y’all.
Steve McQueen (Alluxe Remix) - M83
I caught Alluxe’s performance last night at The Virgil, and damn, can that girl lay down some sick beats.
