You're A Moldy Peach But I Bet You Still Taste Good

Almost over. This semester is almost over. Thank heavens!
Just one final to get over with and I'm golden. Ready for the break to start and ready to start with a clean slate.
Truth be told I've been looking kinda gross lately. I see no reason to keep myself neat and finals week is usually Hell.
I will clean up soon I swear.
Omg, I've just discovered this awesome website via NYLON blog.
It's called Tony B Machine and the website is www.tony-b.org.
There is a little cartoon synth that plays real music and samples and actually records. It's so cute and fun to play with. It makes you feel like a tiny DJ.
I think I will spend my free time mastering the site and making a few mixes in the process.

Is it weird if I repeat a Future Husband because I'm really starting to fall back in love with Vincent Kartheiser. He's just such a convincing actor. He makes you fall in love with everyone of his characters. Or maybe it's just me. But I recently saw some of the movie All I Wanna Do (Strike! or The Hairy Bird) on Youtube. He plays an adorable townie named Snake who is the head of a photography club who specializes in roadkill. Oh and did I mention that Danny Smith comes out in the movie as well. His most notable role was as Merton Dingle in the Fox Family TV show Big Wolf On Campus.
After I saw the best parts of All I Wanna Do, I started to watch clips from Mad Men. I already knew Vincent was on that show and I would watch on occasions. But I think I'm going to have to start watching more often because his character Pete Campbell is becoming three dimensional and they are giving him a lot more camera time. Which is always a good thing if Vincent's involved.

But alas my Future Husband nomination goes to:



Reece Daniel Thompson as Hal Hefner in Rocket Science
He stole my heart as a stuttering kid who joins the debate team.
I feel a kinship to the character of Hal because I also have a stutter.
And I competed in Academic Decathlon in high school and won medals in the Speech category.


I guess that's weird for me to write that I have a stutter. Some people might not notice it but its a medium sized part of who I am. It's not as bad as Hal's in Rocket Science but it gets worse when I'm in San Antonio for some reason. And it is also hard to hide when I talk with my older brother. He seems to bring it out of me. I've never received any speech therapy for it but I've considered it. I see it as something that could only limit me if I were pursuing a career in acting. But at the moment I am not and there fore I have no problem stumbling along in my words.
I really don't like when people point it out though. It's bad enough that I tend to apologize for every word I stutter on.
I guess it's just another one of my quirks!

Me Ten Months

I received the Gibson Epiphone Electric Guitar in the mail today. I won it through the Banned Video Contest. It is black and autographed by the band Be Your Own Pet in silver sharpie.
Now I have an electric guitar and a keyboard. And I am in the process of turning the old Gameboy I bought on ebay into a music making device. It also came with an awesome carrying case. I will display pictures as soon as I take some quality ones. It's weird though, because as soon as I get my hands on things everyone else wants them. Someone at work offered to buy my new guitar from me today. If I told my brother I had it then he would request that I lend it to him so he could "jam" in his room. He also wants the cheap keyboard I stole from a gypsy. Then my friend asked if I would sell my keyboard to him. They all say it is because they want to start making music. Well so do I. That's why I got the things in the first place. I don't plan on parting with my instruments any time soon and I actually plan on acquiring a few amps and pedals and maybe even some circuit bent instruments.
It's strange how people feed off of you. They either want everything you have or they want to be the opposite of you.

I've been flipping through NYLON magazine lately. It is kind of like my Bible. But lately it is starting to bore me and I don't like that. I am becoming cooler than the publication that made me cool. I guess you grow out of things. I used to read ELLEgirl when I was in middle school. Then I graduated to Nylon. And when I was in elementary I read Teen Beat and Tiger Beat. Those kinds of magazines make you hate yourself I think. They hold no substance what so ever.
I hope to work for an awesome magazine one day. Maybe I'll just start my own.

I'm not sure what my style is at the moment. I don't have a label but I would like one. We spend most of our energy labeling each other. I like to know what category I fit into. The only way I can describe the way I dress is: little boy who wants to be a girl. I wear lots of over-sized t-shirts and Keds or boyish sneakers. I like my hair very short now with small bangs. I wish I could pull of the androgynous look but my body is too curvy and I'm not tall enough to be mistaken for a boy.
I used to want to dress like a post-apocalyptic raver but then I thought that would take to much explaining. So I changed it to Neon Native American. Mostly I would like to look un-American. I'm excited for my semester abroad in London. It is over a year from now but I am anxious to experience the street style first hand.

I am looking forward to buying a black leather biker jacket, moccasins, a fedora (and I hate the way I look in hats), a black pencil skirt, and one piece outfits (i.e. rompers, overalls, jumpers).

My style icons at the moment are Alice Glass, Lovefoxxx, Beth Ditto, Agyness, Enid Coleslaw, and Gameboy/Gamegirl.

I want to be fly like these cats (minus the booze).