Month: January 2004

The Radiohead newsletter arrived in my mailbox today bringing incredible news. In fact an “alrighty peoples – we must go to this most amazing of concert festivals”. It’s pricey, but for once a fellow could get what they pay for in this sick overpriced western world.

The line-up (as far as I’ve been able to find):

– radiohead
– the cure
– the pixies
– kraftwerk
– the electric six
– death cab for cutie
– air
– the yeah yeah yeahs
– sahara hotnights
– international noise conspiracy
– prefuse 73
– (plus other unconfirmed)

May 1 and 2 at the Empire Polo Fields in Coachella, California.

General admission tickets for each day are priced at $75.00 per day, with a limited amount of 2-day tickets available for $140.00 plus $1 per day for charity.

But COME ON! Radiohead, The Cure and the Pixies!!

three things not commonly known regarding moi

1. I’m vaguely allergic to lemon dish soap – it breaks my out in really mild hives.

2. I have a serious thing about men with eyemake-up on. Eyeliner is just hot. I blame growing up in the 80’s.

3. If I’m the only one eating – I will not cook. In fact, I will go hungry until there is someone else around to partake of the food available. I think it has something to do with that whole lack-of-self-worth thing

I have a dragon dancing out side my house to a gong and drum.

warren ellis
BAD SIGNAL

If you think Britney Spears is sexy, you’re a probable
paedophile who masturbates over the imagined sound
of Minnie Mouse having an orgasm.

That is all. Return to your duties.

— W

My life is rated NC-17.
What is your life rated?

Alrighty then – I decided to peek at the people who friended me, and I came upon something surreal. I don’t wish to give any publicity, but I can’t figure out the language. Can anyone read this??

I noticed today that I’ve new people in my friends list I don’t believe I know. Hello to you! I was somewhat surprised, as I don’t really consider myself interesting enough to merit attention from those to whom I’m unknown. Interesting though, the way this friending works. It makes me wonder how they found me, and why they chose to see my word scatterings on any regular basis. Apprently some people, when friended by randomness complain, but I am only curious, and would enjoy finding the why’s of the matter. *waves to the new people I may come to know*

Friday was quite fun with one drawback – somewhere in the melee, Sophie’s wallet went missing. It was though to just be in couch cushions or under a chair, but alas, it seems not to be. We’ve searched all over and no little wallet.

It’s light blue with a monkey head on it. Does anyone recall seeing it?

My ghodmum is looking for a roomate – if you know anyone suitable, please pass it on.

Jewish leatherdyke, early 50s, looking for a lesbian to share my quiet east-end home and garden near the PNE. Your private space is 11′ x 26′, the whole top floor of the house. We share the kitchen, bathroom, storage room, and yard. Your rent is $460 + 1/3 utilities.
Cat(s) welcome.
You must be a lesbian, truly at ease with BDSM, and comfortable in a house where Jewish holidays are celebrated. Much else is negotiable.
Your moving-in date can be any time in February or March/04.
Please leave a phone message at 604.253-2857 or an email at
tzivielle@telus.net. We’ll talk.

It was strange last night. The dark musky flavour of cooking predator should have filled the house, blackest of meats, the longest to safely simmer. Instead, the cloying scent of cheap cocoa wafted as soon as you stepped in the kitchen. Images of bear dipped in chocolate came to mind. The mental picture of a cub picking hair from his fondue chunks flashed as I tasted a likely parent to check the flavour. Somehow there is more associated with meat that appears on the Discovery Channel.