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Things that happened on Christmas!
- Got to wear a lovely paper hat.
- Had deep, meaningful discussions with family by candlelight about mortality and getting old and new beginnings and other shit. May have teared up at one point. Don't tell.
- Watched three movies: Wall-E (whee!), Life As A House (not as good as I thought it was when I was fourteen!), and Rockadoodle (not as good as I thought it was when I was four!).
- Drank. Drank kind of a lot.
- Got this.



I'm calling her Patsy, the First Bass. Because I am twelve.
Now I just have to learn to play her. I have strengthened my resolve on this front by reminding myself that if Pete Wentz can do it, so can I.
And now I've got to go get ready for our Reluctant Extended Family Boxing Day Fiesta. Plans are in the works to make my aunt Anne-Marie storm out in a huff (or faint, we're not sure which is the more likely reaction) by toasting my fifteen-year-old sister's unborn child and fervently praying that she'll carry to term "this time." Please note that this was my mother's idea, and that said sister is all for it.
Happy holidays. Have a Wentzling (which does not have wings, horns, OR a tail and thus disappoints me but is still freakin' adorable).
- Had deep, meaningful discussions with family by candlelight about mortality and getting old and new beginnings and other shit. May have teared up at one point. Don't tell.
- Watched three movies: Wall-E (whee!), Life As A House (not as good as I thought it was when I was fourteen!), and Rockadoodle (not as good as I thought it was when I was four!).
- Drank. Drank kind of a lot.
- Got this.



I'm calling her Patsy, the First Bass. Because I am twelve.
Now I just have to learn to play her. I have strengthened my resolve on this front by reminding myself that if Pete Wentz can do it, so can I.
And now I've got to go get ready for our Reluctant Extended Family Boxing Day Fiesta. Plans are in the works to make my aunt Anne-Marie storm out in a huff (or faint, we're not sure which is the more likely reaction) by toasting my fifteen-year-old sister's unborn child and fervently praying that she'll carry to term "this time." Please note that this was my mother's idea, and that said sister is all for it.
Happy holidays. Have a Wentzling (which does not have wings, horns, OR a tail and thus disappoints me but is still freakin' adorable).
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Mine has been in the closet for about three years >_>
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*is all agog*
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In squeeful news, today my tiny niece met her first baby-friendly cat. It was a thing of beauty, 'specially because she's seven months now and grabby.
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I rilly want a turkey nap right about now.
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Am awaiting update on pregnant sister. What a diabolically wonderful twisted idea!
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Also, sexy bass. V. sexy bass.
Thirdly, WALL-E. It's an adorable movie. Cute robots = eeee!
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also, i always forget about life as a house, which i loved when i was 17. haven't seen it since, though. but man, i hated rockadoodle even when i was a kid. have not yet seen wall-e, but am super excited for the day when i finally get around to it!
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You should definitely see Wall-E. So cute, so sad, so apocalyptic!
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I wish my boxing day stuff was over, because tomorrow I want to go out and buy books. (I only got ONE book for Christmas. ONE. THIS IS A TRAVESTY.) I think I'm gonna get some Poppy Z. Brite and maybe some nonfic, anything you'd recommend?
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You should definitely pick up Ishmael (although I liked the sequel, My Ishmael, a lot better). It's very thought-provoking and easy as pie to read, and has a gorilla in it. Don't get any of his other books, though, they're pretty shitty.
Some other stuff I've read lately/always recommend...
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time. An autistic kid decides to find out who killed his neighbor's dog and ends up finding out a lot of stuff about his family and his past instead. That makes it sound boring, or like an Oprah's Book Club novel, but it's really funny in a deadpan sort of way and also involves diagrams and prime numbers. The main character, Christopher, has a slightly skewed way of looking at the world that makes more sense than anything else going on around him.
Middlesex. History! Passion! Intersexuality! Revenge! Random Greek phrases! True love! Hot dog stands! Miracles! This was written by Jeffrey Eugenides, the guy who wrote The Virgin Suicides (also a fantastic book), which means that it's alternately hilarious and totally fucking heart-breaking.
the perks of being a wallflower. Coming-of-age story told in letters to an imaginary friend. This has gradually become pretty much my favourite book ever. It's beautiful and sad and sweet and real and has a SOUNDTRACK and just. Ugh. K, if you only read any one book on this list pick this one.
Kindred. Octavia Butler is probably my favourite science fiction writer, and I've only read two of her books. This one is about a black woman in the seventies who gets thrown back in times to pre-abolition days in the South, where she realizes one of her ancestors is a white plantation owner and she needs to save his life in order to ensure she'll eventually be born at all. She writes in a wry, terse sort of way, and she shows you the dark side of things in pretty much every possible situation, but she never makes you feel hopeless.
Hairstyles of the Damned. Kind of like perks, except the main character is kind of a trashy loser douchebag who listens to hair metal and is in love with his best friend. The book follows him growing up and getting really into punk and trying to come to grips with the fact that pretty much everyone he knows is an enormous racist dickweed, and shows you that he becomes a pretty cool person and that everyone is a shit for a while at least. This book was also the one that introduced me to the Misfits.
Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West. This book could be ridiculous and cartoony, a parody of The Wizard of Oz, but what it is is a tragedy, a comedy, a satire, a meditation on the nature of evil, and a vehicle for the strongest anti-hero known to man (or literature). Elphaba makes you completely rethink what it means to be evil, what it means to be a villain, and how much of that is being caught in the wrong place at the wrong time or with the wrong motivations.
Anything Neil Gaiman's every written, especially American Gods and Coraline (although Stardust and Anansi Boys are lighter if you want something fun). Coraline completely changed the way I thought about kid's books and how they should be written. Also, Neil hangs out with Amanda Palmer AND Tori Amos, so you know he's gotta be awesome. His comic series, Sandman, is amazing too.
Most stuff by Jeannette Winterson, particularly The Powerbook or Lighthousekeeping. Winterson mostly writes about love, and how it's both the most complicated and thankless force in the universe and the only thing worth fighting for, and she writes beautifully. Her plots aren't that complicated, but she uses language like music.
The Cheese Monkeys. A memoir about art school and how fucked up it is. This is everything Art School Confidential wanted to be.
There's more, I know there is. Maybe I'll make a big book-rec post sometime in the (very near) future.
(Poppy Z. Brite writes vampire books. Mostly they involve lots of blood, gore, rock and roll, and boys doin' it. She's kind of like Anne Rice, except she's fun.)
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hahaha, life as a house. I HAD SUCH HIGH HOPES.
yours family is made of win.
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BUT JENA MALONE WAS IN IT.
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AND YET. JENA MALONE.
TRULY THIS MOVIE IS CONFLICTING.
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I KNOW.
IT MIGHT BE ON THE WINSOME SIDE. I AM REALLY FOND OF HER. :/
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AND MACAULAY CULKIN.
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WHEELIES.
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Also, ahahahaha, nice plan for the toast. That'll be epic I bet.
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We never ended up making that toast, sadly, BUT IT WAS STILL AN EPIC NIGHT. It is so much easily to be ~frondly with extended family when alcohol is involved.
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also I haven't thought about Rock A Doodle in years. Totally not one of Don Bluth's better films.
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he directed it ya big silly :p
also it is really sad that I know the name of the man who directed fucking Rock A Doodle.
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you win at being lamer. BUT ONLY THIS ROUND.
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(btw, we should TOTALLY go see The Spirit. If Samuel L. Jackson kills a kitten I AM IN. NO MATTER HOW BAD IT IS.) (I say this as someone who just watched Dude, Where's My Car? COMPLETELY without irony.)
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seriously 98% of the time I'm just watching some terribly made movie from the 80s. Good movies CAN SUCK IT.
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