Comic Books, Drag Race, & Life in New Zealand
by krisis
I just dumped the remainder of the hair dye into my head and combed it through, which resulted in a day-glo orange mess. If it gets even a fourth of the way to that colour i’ll be impressed. Gina is counseling me on how to actually get my hair to be red… no one will recognize me on friday morning.
by krisis
On Thursday i’m coming home with a bucketful of bleach and a bottle of red Clairol. My hair’s brown is the most indestructible fucking brown on the face of the planet, and it’s so depressing. Seeing as i’m not onstage this semester, i can take drastic measures…
by krisis
Albums that don’t come in cd trays piss me the hell off. We all know that cds can live a rough and tumble life, bouncing from car to computer to bedside table to god-knows-where when your friends borrow them. Digipaks annoy the daylights out of me, especially the ones like Tori’s venus and back where there’s only a little cardboard slot for a disc, and not a holder. Making matters worse, i can’t ever transfer tvab into a case because it has an oversized cd booklet (as wide as the entire cd case and slightly too tall) and no backing card. Aimee Mann is apparently much more sympathetic to the consumer than Tori, as her Bachelor No.2 comes with a correctly sized booklet as well as a backing card that only needs a centimeter of blank space trimmed from it to fit into an empty cd case. The card is extraneous in all situations other than that one, so i have to assume that i correctly guessed its purpose. It makes sense, because right now packaging in digipaks is much cheaper than distributing cds via cases, and Aimee was self distributing this album when she first released it. Score another for ingenious Krisis (and his exacto knife!)
by krisis
In an amazing display of technical merit, i just took apart and put back together my CD drive, and now it works again (and i found a piece of it that i had presumed as gone for over a year now, which presumably was blocking the track of the tray). In an equally amazing display of early morning numbness, i missed the bit on my Recording Exam where it said “and define the terms” on a question where i knew the terms better than i know my own foot size. Damned feet.
by krisis
I want to go spend money! I want to buy Aimee Mann albums, and buy guitar stands and chords and pickups, and domain names and hosting and … oh, nevermind, i’m much too lazy and indecisive for any of that.