Crushing Krisis

Comic Books, Drag Race, & Life in New Zealand

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So, hi, i’m sortof … on the prowl right now. Like, not as though i’m walking the streets checking people out or anything, but i have interest. This is a massive change from approximately a week ago when i wanted to be left wholly alone. Hi, i’m totally bipolar. Meanwhile, in these stupid plays we’re doing, i have to make out in both with the same person. This we had established. However, what we hadn’t established is that the girl i have to suck face with is the emotional carbon copy of Selina, and that our relations are quickly breaking down to the sort of call-and-response deadly bitchiness where Selina and i left off. Seeing as we need chemistry and stuff, this is not the best situation in the entire world.

Tonight i came to the decision that more people need to actively dislike me. A lot of people are very indifferent to me, and a few people have a mild distaste for me, but no one wholly dislikes me and in my own experience that’s a bad sign. Am i so underwhelming that no one has formed a strong opinion on me? In high school i was loud, opinionated, and socially fearless. Now i’m of medium volume, strong preferenced, and socially timid. This whole year should be… interesting.

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I just had to let everyone in the office know that we were having a party. Entirely in mime or lounge lizard versions of “Celebration.” How many times have you told your co-worker down the hall “Come to the conference room @ 4:30pm for a party, and make sure to bring your knife and some napkins!” entirely in hand gestures and dance moves from the 80’s while they’re on the phone? It was like being my own roving charades minstrel… bleh, this day sucks.

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I am restless and twitching and doing tiny spurts of work as if it can release the pressure on my brain. Loosen the valves, let of some steam, be able to breathe again. It is not working. Laughing and chaos keeping bleeding in from every which direction and i have resorted to fantasy credit-card shopping for new cds and sheet music, though i might just click buy just for fun. There are some very specific emotions i attach to this restlessness… a sort of post-tired pre-miserable need for something to happen, and for it to happen loudly. And distraction… i practically have whiplash from all the distraction.

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So, apparently my ass has become a meme . Who knew? It’s just like Ani with “People talk about my image like i come in two dimensions, like lipstick is a sign of my declining mind” … only, my perky ass is the sign of my declining musical relevance, or something. Meanwhile, have you heard about the tiny trouble Ani just had with the David Letterman show? Apparently she can talk about the girl police and her declining mind, but a mention of “white people are so scared of black people” is enough to get her plug pulled. Of course, i think we all wanted to hear “heartbreak even” anyhow. So… i think this battle ends in a tie. However, no matter what the final score, Amy and i have 4th row tickets to see Ani sing those songs and more this October. Rock.

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For the record: 52 songs, 10,000+ words, 43 mentions of Gina. 12 links to Rabi. 1 entire demo cd sans covers. 4 acoustic Madonna songs. 11 songs recorded during blogathon. hundreds of people fed through donations to manna. 39 songs recorded in under a week. 2 washburn acoustic guitars. one cold shower and a corresponding gratuitous ass shot. 4 songs about people who were listening to the ‘thon. 2hours 57minutes & 48seconds of music. And, i only said “tired” once (and it was in lyrics!).

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