Books I bought yesterday!

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House of Leaves, by Mark Z. Danielewski. I've been meaning to read this ever since I got into Poe. The singer, that is, not the writer. So... about five years? Yeah, that sounds right.

Totally Joe, by James Howe. By the guy who wrote Bunnicula! Except this book has no vampire bunnies, just a gay twelve-year-old boy named Joe who overidentifies with E.T. It's still fun times.

BITCHfest, by various angry ladies. This is another one I've been meaning to get for a while. I haven't been able to find Bitch in Newfoundland so far and even though I'm not as into that magazine as I used to be, I still need a shot of snarky feminist pop culture analysis every now and then.

The Essential Calvin and Hobbes, by Bill Watterson. I blame Kidston for that one. Working at Jesus camp taught me that Christian kids love three things: Coldplay, Calvin and Hobbes, and violent contact sports.

I'd like to think that if I ever met myself buying books I'd think I was a pretty cool person. I feel like I kind of am sometimes. I mean, not cool cool because I spend way too much time on the Internet for that, but I am often pretty pleased by the fact that I am myself. I like myself. It's kind of awesome.

Also awesome: Katie Kay (just in general) and this Against Me!/Tegan Quinn video.

That's my favourite song for the next five minutes.

Today is my nine-month antiversary. I feel like I should celebrate it somehow, but I'm not sure how one celebrates an antiversary- maybe with a pint of ice cream, a Lifetime movie-of-the-week, and a good cry. I don't really feel like crying, though.

As a matter of fact, I feel pretty good right now. Happy to be on my own and waiting for surprises.

I kick you like a dog that's never been fed
Kick you like a dog that's never been fed
I trust you with my words like you're my friend

I've got so much
Stowed away down there
I've got so much
Stowed away down there

You were all for what I had like it's worth something
all for what I had like it's worth something
You lean into me 'cause you know that you can

Keys out, lights on
No one's waiting
Keys out, lights on
No one's waiting

Now I give you my lies all smudged with ink
Give you my lies all smudged with ink
You see right through because I am nothing

No more questions
I surrender
No more questions
I surrender

- "Keys Out, Lights On," by Jenny Owen Youngs

This song reminds me of July and how it felt to fall asleep staring at someone else's ceiling. And confusing kisses. And getting sad and getting afraid of being sad for good. It's bitter and wistful and very, very quiet, and I like it a lot.

Comments

[sunshinesounds.livejournal.com]

BitchFest is pretty rad, though I agree-I haven't read that magazine for eons. I think it coincided with my disillisionment with the UVic Women's Studies department. :P

[end-in-myself.livejournal.com]

GAAAHHHH HOUSE OF LEAVES. It's my favorite book ever. You have to let me know as soon as you finish it.

[lovelikeadrug.livejournal.com]

OMG YES HOUSE OF LEAVES. is also my favorite movie ever in the entire world hands down ok well harry potter doesn't count omg but house of leaves YESSSS. i'm re-reading it for the 7th time, at the moment. i'm so excited for you!!

and i was hardcore obsessed with the bunnicula books when i was a Wee Little Jess. maybe i should re-read them now...

[shitgun.livejournal.com]

i have such girlwood for katie kay, it's not even funny.

totally joe is the sequel to the misfits! (i won't lie, i still have it, and i really liked it. and i maybe wanted joe to be my bff. :[)

[immelmanturn.livejournal.com]

It kind of makes my day that the guy who wrote Bunnicula writes books about gay kids and E.T. It really does.

That said, EVERYBODY loves Calvin and Hobbes!