this is my heart

chelsey: that dog is a frickin' conehead.

mom: don't be mean to your little brother.

chelsey: mom, did he come from your vagina?

mom: he came from the heart of my vagina.

Ohhh my!!!

someday i want to be like them

Today is one of those days where I feel like running around and sighing really loud while talking about how important or busy I am. Of course, I can't actualize this awesomeness because I am, in fact, busy today. I have awoke from a nap and then studying abounds!!

I am tired and giddy from last night and the goodtimes abounds at the Metro cinema. As it turns out I am a sodding git who cannot figure out how to read movie listings, instead of going to "The Day a Pig Fell Into the Well" I ended up going to "Samurai Rebellion" . . . ohh my brothers, it was amazing!! It is my heart my friends, my heart. Naturally, after watching a film of such glory I felt like running around downtown attacking people samurai style . . . one day I am going to be knifed for the effluent properties of my coolness.

Later tonight I am off to the Fait Accomplit party of which everybody should go to or we can no longer be friends. It's going to be at Dewey's so that means you can be a drunken beast . . . also, and quite possibly the greatest part of all, I will be there looking awesome/artsy, or more likely, looking tipsy and socially awkward. Neat!! Get awesome with me at 7 in Dewey's or it means war!!

Extremely loud sigh.

i cannot fall asleep

I am off to the movies!! Ohh yes, it shall be that whole creepy loner awesomeness bit . . . just me, the back row of the metro and all whole lot of korean cinema goodtimes!!

Jealous!!

i am jack's smirking revenge

indie as fuck

Ohhh Jason Collett, be still my heart.

tear gas tears

. . . I had coffee right before the show; still hands and the resultant focused photographs are for suckers I say!!

Ohhh my brothers this is a glorious week for rock indeed!! Last night was the Matthew Good Accoustic Solo show . . . ohh le sigh, it was awesomeness embodied. I went with my most favoritest Matthew Good friends, namely, Sean, Chad, Stephanie, Casey and Curtis. Also, Chad's dad was there who is cooler than all of us . . . neat! Ohhh my, the rock out grin of proclaimed lameness busted its way out early into the set . . . how could it not? I was front row center, there was Matthew and all my Matthew friends. Awesomeness indeed. So many songs of amazingness . . . Sort of a Protest Song, Fated, So Long Mrs. Smith. HEAD EXPLODESSSSS!!!!



Dude, my eyes are practically melting from the awesomeness/grossiness of this picture . . . Matt Good fans are the coolest people EVAH!

Currently, I am dancing around my room listening to Johnny Cash. Well, that and getting ready for the Jason Collett show . . . mostly I'm awesome with the dancing though. Ha! Jealous! I am an excited for Jason Collett, I hope against all hope that he does his cocky/retarded Mick Jagger dance. Oh ho ho, it is just that muthafucking good! Also, the venue that will be containing this goodtime is the land of rum and happiness . . . it much pretty guarantees awesomeness for Chelsey.

Singing seems to help a troubled soul so I'm off to do just that my brothers . . . that or dance. Whatevs.

Peace out homes!

sasky lapper

** Edit: I used to have a quote from Batman under this picture but it came off looking cheesy and completely emo if you didn't get the reference . . . then again, if you didn't understand the reference I pretty much would hate you anyways because I heart all things Batman. Whatevs.

Oh ho ho I have just returned from dancing in the snow . . . nerdiness abounds!! Everything was wonderful and fresh and I was dancing like a banshee amongst the powder. When I move melted snow drips off my head and reminds me how fucking cool I am!! Ohhh jealousy.

I have come up with a genius way to spend my day . . . I'm going to wear an obscene amount of layers of varying knits and degrees of awesome, light a fire downstairs, sit around listening to the Velvet Underground's Loaded and enjoy that far out sound. Admit it, it's the greatest plan evah!!

So yesterday was fun and goodtimes abounds . . . my afternoon was filled with many free pitchers of beer as me and my Scottish history class went out to celebrate St. Patrick's Day with style and flare. Namely, it was me with a few polysci buddies that crashed the table (ohhh they can hear the siren call of free beer from miles around) screaming at each other about free will, determinism and music. It was pretty much amazing/lame. Whatevs.



My evening was also spent with my good friend intoxication. Well, that and schmeltrex, also a good friend of mine. I was convinced that I was trapped in a cheesy memory montage. Conversely, schmelt was explaining her conviction that my parents were complete Freudian perverts with naming of my the family pets. A cat named "Puss" and a dog named "Rocket" . . . honestly!!

It's time to rock out my brothers . . . okay byeee!!!

i'm the whiz!! *jazz hands*

My horoscope for today reads as follows:

Capricorn (Dec 22 - Jan 19)

"This would be an excellent week to tilt all the paintings on the walls of your home so they're hanging a bit crooked, refer to yourself as the "Wizard of Desserts," and stand in a mud puddle up to your ankles. I suggest that you further take advantage of the astrological opportunities by using a felt-tip pen to draw tattoos of magic symbols on your body, making love with grocery bags your heads, and reciting dirty limericks in front of people who think you're too serious."

Amazing!! I'm going to interpret that the stars are commanding me to get into a drunken stupor, and perhaps, do some tobogganing this weekend . . . maybe even in that order. Now all I need to do is convince one of my gullible/awesome friends to join me in this endevour. Trust me, you shall be rewarded richly . . . namely, friendship or broken bones. Whatevs.

Jealous, I'm sure.

pretty much awesome with cold

To stave off these moody blues that I seem to be going through I have declared today to be a day of comfort and goodtimes abounds. So far I have enjoyed about a gallion of soup and anything else that is warm and embracing . . . ohhh the soup obsession, it's almost horrifying how much soup I have/continue to consume today. Currently, I am making Carrot Ginger soup which promises to be healthy and delicious . . . and not to mention, warm. Warmth is key to my happiness, my brothers, when I am cold I am but a mere shadow of my former self. I can feel the warm glow of neurosi swelling up inside. Neat!

Whatevs, I'm off to consume the world's store of soup and hot water! I am one mean muthafucker.

Peace out!

take this moment, it's yours

Continuing with the melancholy goodtimes . . . I want to go outside and see the stars.

tales from the pits of ragu

Ohh my brothers, this week was fun and goodtimes abounds.

On Wednesday I went to The Most Serene Republic show with In-Flight Safety and The Acorn . . . ohh awesome indeed. At the show I met up with Chad, always a goodtime as we share an equal love and appreciation for rhythmic handclapping. It almost rivels my obsession with the tamborine. Almost. How that little lead singer, Adrian, has such crazy energy is beyond me. Tiny man, so much energy . . . he's like a walking Christmas day miracle.

Last night was also brilliant in a lovely melancholy way. It had just finished snowing and everything was various shades of mauve . . . it's only during the mauve times that I have even the slightest appreciation for snow. I kicked back, listened to Antony and the Johnsons and enjoyed that far out sound. Everything was still . . . it was pretty much amazing.

I am off to meet b for sushi and gluttony and what not. I will return with stories of retardation and awesomeness! Jealous I'm sure!!

b side is a-team

So I haven't posted in a week because I am inept at all things internet-like. It took me a week to figure out that my internet was down because the powercord for the modem had come unplugged . . . an entire week wasted because of a pathetic cord and a simple fool. le sigh.

I would tell you all about my adventures during my internetless week but Gilmore Girls awesomeness calls!! Just know that my week was filled with fun and goodtimes abounds with some friends I like to call Johnny Cash, rum and arts vs crafts. Jealous I'm sure!!

Mostly my brothers, I am excited because tomorrow is the In-Flight Safety/The Most Serene Republic show which is happiness abounds for Chelsey. I think I will dress like a russian peasant girl for the show and all will exclaim how abundantly cool I am!! They will cry "You are abundant with cool!!" and I will smile knowingly.