Monday, May 19, 2014


2+7 = a lucky no. when it comes to contests, apparently; otherwise: not so lucky.

"Maybe a 17 year-old won't be able to relate to this new album, if they love Fevers and Mirrors," Oberst told me there. "But my guess is, when that 17-year old is 27, they will. And hopefully this album will be waiting for them when they get there."

My ID might say 27 but I'm still 17, thanks for reminding that, Conor. (It's not that I can't relate at all to this new record. It's just that I'm not there yet. And maybe I'll never get there.)


And this: "Stillness is the move." I thought I knew what to do with this, but I don't. I really don't.

Tuesday, May 6, 2014

This Is Hell (5)

How the fuck to live in this world?

How to live in this world when almost each day I get a reminder that this world is biased against the poor / financially dependent, friendless spinster? It can be smth very serious like my living situation suddenly becoming unbearable or it can be smth trivial like a deal that offers 1 free ticket if you buy x tickets to a concert. But of course you can never take advantage of these deals if you only go to concerts alone.

Or maybe:

When everything is so fragile, when everything is falling apart:

how to live like it's the end of world?

Monday, May 5, 2014

This Is Hell (4)

As Valerie wrote, 'If SCUM ever marches, it will be over the President's stupid, sickening face; if SCUM ever strikes, it will be in the dark with a six-inch blade.' 

The world is ugly and people are shit. I feel like marching over somebody's stupid, sickening face. And maybe that stupid, sickening face is my own, I have no idea anymore.