The Iceman

Watched The Iceman last night then I went home and googled him. It's the true story of a hit-man from Jersey who ended up killing over 100 peeps. Was asked not to loiter by a rent-a-cop. Ate tacos (dos de asada y uno de al pastor) at 1am in the industrial side of town. Very decent Friday night.

I'll suck your blood

There's too much new music to listen to. I constantly complain about the lack of new music in my life and right now it feels like the music industry is telling me to shut the fuck up and listen. I'm currently obsessing over a new-ish, all girl, post punk band called Savages. I've only listened to an EP they released last year and their full length album comes out next week.

A new Yeah Yeah Yeahs album is always something I look forward to. I was excited to get the album but my hopes were too high for it. As a whole, not their best work, but there are a lot of tracks that get my blood flowing, particularly "Mosquito."

Those of you who have been to Coachella know what a chore it is. It's partly fun and mostly terrible. I went to Coachella for this band because well, I love them. Suede has a new album out and I can't stop listening. The sad girl in me will forever be devoted to Suede. Oh, and it is SUEDE and not this bullshit  The London Suede crap.

Then there is Johnny Marr. I'll be honest, I'm a huge Morrissey/The Smiths fan (you'd know that if you got all of my references on my blog) and nothing sounds as amazing as Morrissey's lovely singing voice and even better- his lyrics. I was a little put off when I heard Johnny Marr was releasing another album where he sings, I mean, Electronic and The Healers were cool but it's no Morrissey and much less The Smiths.  I walked into this album expecting to not be phased by it but here I am, humming along to "The Right Thing Right."

I need to read more.

Concerned with the seriousness of it all.

I haven't blogged in a few years. I forget that it's a great way to keep a record of my life so here I am, once again, attempting to write about anything worthwhile.

Work- is just that, work. I don't particularly enjoy it but, obviously, I need the money. It's the type of environment where everyone thinks they're in charge and being the newest member of the team, I get assed into all the shit no one wants to do.

Life- I've started seeing a therapist. She's a middle aged white woman who, I thought, wouldn't understand the things I'm struggling with. She's worked out quite well but I'm having a hard time being completely honest. I'm not lying to her, just excluding information. I feel I need to write everything down (that I want to talk about) prior to going in but I don't know how effective that would be.

Family- since attempting to move to Seattle (an explanatory post to come) I've been attached to family like glue. I've especially formed a close bond with my nieces since I fear they will grow up feeling overshadowed by the boys in their lives. They'll thank me later when I've saved them thousands in psychiatric fees.

Friends- if I thought things were different before, it was an understatement. It's true, as we grow up, we tend to lose friends to their own self involved lives. I'm seeing the changes that bring us closer (or drive us further apart) and it's out of anyone's control.