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A few things from my little life this weekend…

1. Plastic Chord show on Friday at the Hexagon? I drank way too much, which is yet another reason why I need to hire a chaperon. I’ll blame Kristi for providing a box of wine before the show and myself for buying shots during the show. I also took very many photos (to be posted later when I am less lazy), and I’ve really surprised myself with how terrible they mostly are. Watch out! Drunk girl with a camera! Also I was dancing a lot and fell over, too (I already have problems with balancing when I’m sober). Now my arm has a big, blue bruise. I don’t bruise very easily, either. That must’ve been some fall, but I didn’t think so at the time.
   But, anyway, I’m reminded as to why I stopped drinking so much. Moderation is a very good thing. Maybe this time I’ll remember for good as I’ve spent most of the weekend feeling sort of embarrassed, even though I think I was just a fun, energetic sort of drunk.
2. The carpet in my bedroom is still quite damp, which is irritating. My feng shui is suffering.
3. I’ve started watching a video tutorial for Flash—currently I have an 11 hours “essentials” disc set, and when I finish I will be borrowing a 10 hour “beyond the basics” disc set. Next week (after Spring Break), I have to commit myself to creating a new digital game for the remainder of the semester. I feel like my goals are overly ambitious, but hopefully that is also good motivation.
4. I’m finally selling my collection of Nine Inch Nails CDs/DVDs. I have literally spent half of my life collecting these things, but now I’d rather have the money. I’m a little angry with myself for selling my three “We’re In This Together” CDs for so cheap, but I just had no idea how rare they are. Oh, well. Their new owner (Kristie) will hopefully enjoy them much more than I have been. If you’re a NIN collector, you should email me for details about what I still have. I have almost everything until recently, when Trent Reznor decided to shave his head and start working out. It’s just not the NIN I fell in love with anymore.
5. Ellipses is still cute but I wish I could give him a friend because I am pretty boring and I think he is starting to realize that. I wish he would lay on my lap more often. The end.

Plastic Chord is at the Hexagon tonight! If you come we will drink beers and enjoy the music together.

Friday, March 9, 9:30 p.m. @ Hexagon Bar (Minneapolis, Minnesota)
Saturday, March 10, 9:00 p.m. @ Mad Planet (Milwaukee, Wisconsin)
Sunday, March 11, 8:00 p.m. @ Canopy Club (Urbana, Illinois)
Monday, March 12, 8:00 p.m. @ The Modern Exchange (Southgate, Michigan)
Tuesday, March 13, 8:00 p.m. @ Cafe Bourbon Street (Columbus, Ohio)
Wednesday, March 14, 9:00 p.m. @ The Nite Owl (Dayton, Ohio)
Thursday, March 15, 8:00 p.m. @ (Wisconsin Dells, Wisconsin)
Friday, March 16, 8:00 p.m. @ The Klinic Bar (Madison, Wisconsin)

(Plastic Chord on MySpace)

In other news, I came home last night to a note from maintenance. There had been a leak in my bedroom window (also known as my fire escape) and they had come in to repair. I guess they’ll be back again today to vacuum for me. It’s a mess, though. Half of the floor in my bedroom is soaked (just one of the joys of a basement apartment). Ellipses keeps peeling the paint off the wall where to water has dampened it, too, which freaks me out. I should check to see if there is was a lead warning in my tenant info booklet.

I wonder if Ellipses bites the maintenance guy’s ankles while he’s trying to work, too.

I knew they were working on a new album, but I was astounded at all the new music that Plastic Chord played last night! Also they had a very intoxicated fan that heckled the other bands. He was interesting, especially when he offered me water.

Minneapolis/Saint Paul/Everyone Everywhere: You’d better come see them at the Hexagon if you want a sneak preview of their new album!

Friday, March 9, 9:30 p.m. @ Hexagon Bar (Minneapolis, Minnesota)
Saturday, March 10, 9:00 p.m. @ Mad Planet (Milwaukee, Wisconsin)
Sunday, March 11, 8:00 p.m. @ Canopy Club (Urbana, Illinois)
Monday, March 12, 8:00 p.m. @ The Modern Exchange (Southgate, Michigan)
Tuesday, March 13, 8:00 p.m. @ Cafe Bourbon Street (Columbus, Ohio)
Wednesday, March 14, 9:00 p.m. @ The Nite Owl (Dayton, Ohio)
Thursday, March 15, 8:00 p.m. @ TBA (Ann Arbor, Michigan)
Friday, March 16, 8:00 p.m. @ The Klinic Bar (Madison, Wisconsin)

(Plastic Chord on MySpace)

Have you ever read a passage in a book and become jealous about the fact that you weren’t able to write that passage first? I’m barely into it, but I think that I will get this feeling much more with this book…

For Caroline Gill was thirty-one, and she had been waiting a long time for her real life to begin. Not that she had ever put it that way to herself. But she had felt since childhood that her life would not be ordinary. A moment would come—she would know it when she saw it—and everything would change. She’d dreamed of being a great pianist, but the lights of the high school stage were too different from the lights at home, and she froze in their glare. Then, in her twenties, as her friends from nursing school began to marry and have their families, Caroline too had found young men to admire, one especially, with dark hair and pale skin and a deep laugh. For a dreamy time she imagined that he—and, when he didn’t call, that someone else—would transform her life. When years passed she gradually turned her attention to her work, again without despair. She had faith in herself and her own capabilities. She was not a person who ever got halfway to a destination and paused, wondering if she’d left an iron on and if the house was burning down. She kept on working. She waited.

She read, too. Pearl Buck’s novels first and then everything she could find about life in China and Burma and Laos. Sometimes she let the books slip from her hands and gazed dreamily out the window of her plain little apartment on the edge of town. She saw herself moving through life, an exotic, difficult, satisfying life. Her clinic would be simple, set in a lush jungle, perhaps nears the sea. It would have white walls; it would gleam like a pearl. People would line up outside, squatting beneath coconut trees as they waited. She, Caroline, would tend to them all; she would heal them. She would transform their lives and hers.

The Memory Keeper’s Daughter by Kim Edwards

My favorite local band, Plastic Chord, will be heading out for their first tour of the U.S. (from Minnesota to Ohio and back!)—I was invited to attend but unfortunately can not. I’m bummed that I won’t be able to photograph them and dance around like a weirdo every night with strangers. So to show my support in another way, I think I will just plug them a lot for the next week or so.

Here is their tour schedule (note the two Minneapolis dates this week, you should come because I will be there and they will be extra fun because the band won’t be insane yet—but maybe the end of the tour will be extra EXTRA fun because of that same reason):

Tuesday, March 6, 9:00 p.m. @ 7th Street Entry (Minneapolis, Minnesota)
Friday, March 9, 9:30 p.m. @ Hexagon Bar (Minneapolis, Minnesota)
Saturday, March 10, 9:00 p.m. @ Mad Planet (Milwaukee, Wisconsin)
Sunday, March 11, 8:00 p.m. @ Canopy Club (Urbana, Illinois)
Monday, March 12, 8:00 p.m. @ The Modern Exchange (Southgate, Michigan)
Tuesday, March 13, 8:00 p.m. @ Cafe Bourbon Street (Columbus, Ohio)
Wednesday, March 14, 9:00 p.m. @ The Nite Owl (Dayton, Ohio)
Thursday, March 15, 8:00 p.m. @ TBA (Ann Arbor, Michigan)
Friday, March 16, 8:00 p.m. @ The Klinic Bar (Madison, Wisconsin)