September 3, 2002 - .

and if hell couldnt get any worse.. brats are back in town drinking themselves under the table.. coming to the bookstore and paying to much for big textbooks.. and at the same time getting overpayed for a first week at a new job.. i now have a ball and chain to this cheap paying job.. i digress
good things at the moment.. surrounded by northerners (manchester & burnley)
cold cold august days with rain included!
seeing anthony keidis on prince street whilst pushing a mail cart, he be singing a tune as he passed by, then seeing him later that night presenting a VMA with the girl from clueless..
dancing to 80's hits at a philly club i used to frequent..
new brunswick's resurging rock scene..
therapy sessions via concerts..
interning
zine copying and mailing..
new discs by LOW, erase errata/numbers, mclusky, papa m..
the year punk broke when kim puts lipstick and mascara on kurt und dave..
earl grey with honey and cream via sophies kitchen in my mind
drinking lattes cause thats all they dont serve black coffee in england...
dorothy allison/virgina woolf/thomas harris/

philly hits you in the face then a car runs over you.. shorter buildings give you an overall view of the city and make it more like a home.. le tigre played us some old and new tunes a few nights back.. three of the most amazing grrrls on this earth.. they cheerlead, clap, salute, air-surf, robot-dance, and most of all get their message of self love and girl power across to the obidience, and upsettingly, very calm audience.. for on guard kathleen said she was tired of telling the reason behind the song so just dance! please stop playing the remix live.. joanna talked to us about just wanting to stay in bed some days and that she loves when the girls in the crowd raise their fists for the word ben-i-fit in much finer.. some fan gave jd rainbow suspenders and she blushed in her yellow track suit.. jd has a lesbian pin up calendar coming out in october, i know about sophies crush for this wonderful creature and i will be buying one of the first copies, they had two pics from the calendar by the merch table and it looks hot.. and why wouldnt it.. for hot topic, kathleen told us to cheer at our favorite slides.. she likes that the audience's reaction changes from city to city.. of course we cheered for the slits, patti smith, aretha, cyndi, kate millet, huggybear, mecca normal, bratmobile, james baldwin, and many many more authors i cant remember... at one point i shouted out gravy train and i dont think they heard me.. i need to know all i can about that band and for some reason all-grrrl groups list them as their favorites.. kathleen told us how much they miss nyc ghosts and flowers she called it homesickness.. when she asked if anyone from new york was there we screamed and i shouted out plea for peace.. the concert that le tigre and international noise conspiracy will be playing..

confusion the new order song no the point i am in my life where everyday is a challenge and i choose to become numb at the bookstore where i make stupid jokes that all the cashiers laugh at.. self centered and centered in finding a place of my own.. bumming in hell is bleak.. having no place to call home is worse.. working off a debt before school really kicks in... classes begin tomorrow and i have no paper for notes.. what went on this summer that i got so used to a weekly schedule forgetting what it takes to start a new and final semester.. priorities are whack and tatu try to calm my racing heart.. two lesbian teenagers from russia, sing the best pop songs out that side of the atlantic and the public is in a rage over their same sex kisses.. too bad america doesnt know who they are, i think frat boys would like a band like that.. fucking sad..