Easy Steps to Better Your Mood

Step 1: Listen to Beirut before bed.

Step 2: Listen to Beirut upon waking.

Trust me, it works. Having amazing friends and family helps too. Sorry for the lack of anything on here. Finals. Life. etc.

One more step...

Methodddd

Bob Cate

Jarvis (or asdfghjkl;')

Jarvis Cocker

Really, what can be said? Jarvis Cocker is a legend and I was thrilled to see him perform just like I've always imagined. He takes top prizes in both dance moves and stage banter. He spoke about how being inside Webster Hall felt like being inside a pyramid where milk stays fresh and razor blades stay sharp which would be worthless to the ancient Egyptians who, according to Jarvis, did not shave. What that has to do with anything whatsoever, I don't really know. Click the caption for the full set of photos.

After the show was a very debauched night, indeed. Bouncing around the Lower East Side until the wee hours of the morning has become a frequent pastime. I got to meet Jarvis and briefly shower him with praise at zee Annex followed by hours of absolute ridiculousness.

After a brief slumber, I took pictures of Travis looking like Christian Bale...



and a few of us in our matchy matchy outfits...





We got up early to soak in the perfect weather with the hope it might cure our hangovers. It helped but now I'm about to collapse. I'm really only writing this because I'm in the midst of a shitload of homework which I should be getting back to....now.

100!!!

Just had to get that out of my system.

*about to die*

I'm sorry, but the weather has been too nice and I've been too busy to do this blog thang for a while. Just wanted to share my excitement a bit. I'm seeing Jarvis Cocker tonight and then I plan to die happy.

Vomtastic

Instead of doing my homework, I would just like to alert you all to the fact that I am very sick. Do you have any idea how painful it is to loose two pounds in less than ten hours? I'm very sure you don't want to know. Today, I made progress because I can actually walk around my apartment a bit. Being sick sucks! Owww, it's hurting my arms to write this! I had a dream that there was a giant red and blue hen/parrot creature sitting on a telephone wire...judging me. Boo! I'm going to go back to watching The Tudors for historical purposes. Twee!

Holy Water

Saw The Gossip last night. Beth Ditto wore a gold lamé dress. It was the hotness to say the least. After, I was supposed to hang out with my Swedish friend and his really hot visiting Swedish friend but I was tired and a half by the time I got home and just went to bed. This morning I was met with a voicemail box filled with the funniest Swedish drunk dials ever. Good times.

New York is about five feet under water right now and I hear it's about to get worse. I was out a few hours ago and the puddles are deep enough to almost go over my wellies. Part of me would really love to Swedish it up right now and the other part is thinking it's DVD time instead. Yesterday, I watched Happiness of the Katakuris for one of my classes and that was some effed up shit. Now, I need something like Harry Potter to cleanse my pallet.