Today I accidentally dropped my clock onto my left pinky toe. Or rather some wires snagged upon other wires and caused the clock to collapse upon my foot. This left me rummaging through condoms and tampons in my drawers (of which I have no use for either) looking for the one Band-Aid I belived I had left. And voila! Moments later, my left pinky toe had a Band-Aid wrapped snugly around it. Later on in the night, I began thinking about where the next Band-Aid would come from and remembered how the entire box from the beginning of the year had initially been used.
After picking up Digital Dave's lovely fianceé's old fridge from storage, my roommate and I put it into a large rolling tub to transport upstairs. Upon grabbing the fridge and attempting to hoist it up out of this tub, it slipped and caused a large gash on my left hand, the scar of which cut you can still see. And this got me to thinking and realizing that it has been nearly an entire school year. Sad, exuberant and true, all at once. I am having a Block Party on the 4th of May to celebrate leaving here and returning to the Oms and of course, I wish you all could be there.
Here is another installment:
Happiness.
Happiness is bullshit.
On Thursday night, wind, warmer than usual, pulls up and envelops me and makes my teeth rattle ever so slightly. I've got my hair cropped tight from a haircut earlier in the day. You haven't called for a day. Sometimes I breathe fire. And sometimes fire breathes me.
Love.
Love is a lie.
Whenever I kiss you, you laugh. It's confusing as hell but endearing and frightening and it keeps me alert and on edge. When we’re 1,000 miles away, it might as well be a million. One hundred feet is enough, after all. One hundred feet and counting. A singer once bellowed, 'Everybody needs some love sometimes, everybody needs some help sometimes.' Everybody's not here. Not with you, either, apparently.
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That song, for reference, is I believe "These Are Your Friends" by Adem. Who coincidentally used to be in Fridge with Kieran Hebden aka Four Tet who I have been really digging lately. Thanks to J Sass for getting me back into him this past summer. His remix/cover of Sia's "Breathe" is ridiculously good.
I luv you all.
Sincerely,
Jason C
(PS Does anyone know how to send a mix CD through the mail/how much extra it will cost? Thank you all.)
Posted by iammetalmetal at April 23, 2006 09:51 PMdamn man, that was some powerful stuff.
also, the first paragraph is an incredible story - a year in a bandaid box.
where can i get that J Sass song?
Posted by: joel at April 24, 2006 12:34 AMdo you ever feel as though once you trip on one wire, you trip on every wire available to trip on after that? trippy.
maybe i'll come to your bloc(k) party.
Posted by: bess at April 24, 2006 03:54 AMyeah i can probably pull some peeps to the party, my last final is that day (paper due the next) so i will be in need of relaxation opportunities.
Posted by: dave at April 24, 2006 02:09 PM