Chicago: Smell the Glove

Speaking of phallic things, I smell sausage and it's making me very hungry.

he was a really smart little kid and at the age of 4 was reading magazines in the barber shop one day, and asked loudly what "premature ejaculation" was.

xp ugh really bad headaches suck.

The facial mask picture is 2006's new pornography. That shit if fo' real, dude. LOVE the 40-year-old virgin shirt. Love the orange.

Ususally the best cure was to sit in a dark room and try to fall asleep. He also used to smoke a lot of weed, and that probably helped too.

i get really bad headaches where i get all sound and light sensitive and i just want to curl up in a ball and die. i get all sorts of headaches actually--i feel like i should have names for the different ones, but they all just end up being OW OW OW FUCK THIS.

my doc suggested nasal spray in case some of them were sinus headaches, but it seems to cause headaches rather than help/prevent them. my brane is broken.

SOMEONE SAVED MY LIFE TONIGHT

When I think of those east end lights, muggy nights
The curtains drawn in the little room downstairs
Prima donna lord you really should have been there
Sitting like a princess perched in her electric chair
And it’s one more beer and I don’t hear you anymore
We’ve all gone crazy lately
My friends out there rolling round the basement floor

And someone saved my life tonight sugar bear
You almost had your hooks in me didn’t you dear
You nearly had me roped and tied
Altar-bound, hypnotized
Sweet freedom whispered in my ear
You’re a butterfly
And butterflies are free to fly
Fly away, high away, bye bye

I never realised the passing hours of evening showers
A slip noose hanging in my darkest dreams
I’m strangled by your haunted social scene
Just a pawn out-played by a dominating queen
It’s four o’clock in the morning
Damn it listen to me good
I’m sleeping with myself tonight
Saved in time, thank God my music’s still alive

And I would have walked head on into the deep end of the river
Clinging to your stocks and bonds
Paying your h.p. demands forever
They’re coming in the morning with a truck to take me home
Someone saved my life tonight, someone saved my life tonight
Someone saved my life tonight, someone saved my life tonight
Someone saved my life tonight
So save your strength and run the field you play alone

Thank you, Elton and Bernie. And that dude at the show who got this song stuck in my head. Thank you most of all.

My family is prone to migraines, and I am very happy that it doesn't seem to have been passed on to me. Eep.

You know, the more I think about it, the more Brokeback losing really upsets me, not just because it was the superior film to Crash, but because this was so Brokeback's year. And not just that it won so many precursor awards (I think the Chicago Film Critics were the only ones to give Crash their Best Picture award -- also, I guess, the Screen Actors Guild, if the Ensemble prize counts). But it was also a HUGE cultural phenomenon, and the Oscar would've underscored that nicely. What I'm disturbed by is the possibility that Brokeback lost because of homophobia -- which seems like it'd be unlikely in Hollywood, but I'm not sure what else explains it.

HOWEVER, I enjoyed staring at Michelle Williams and her mustard-colored dress for couple of seconds. She looked lovely.

It seemed weird that the same five movies were up for everything, esp. Walk the Line and Geisha (which I don't think anyone actually saw?).

OMG We're like SISTERS!!!!!!!1111one

No, I just don't find them attractive: they're too indicative of the artifice of womanliness.

I like the Oscars because I like cultural phenomena. And statistics. And making fun of celebrities.

Also, what was up with all the anti-DVD talk? Was that all about Steven Soderbergh?

We can talk about the artifice of manliness, if you want. I think it exists, although maybe in less obvious ways, since so much female artifice has to do with clothes and makeup.

My life is a lie.