Last nite I got so horrifically drunk I very nearly wasn't paying attention to like, the BEST episode of Top Model ever. Rebecca fainted (anorexic much?), tho it looked kinda staged to me. Check out Stereogum's awesome clip of it
here & decide for yourself.
Plus, makeover-disaster & professional wrestler
Michelle tearfully "confessed" to being bisexual after a mysterious incident in which she suffered some sort of panic attack because she was afraid of getting physically stuck in a shoe rack. Really. I thought I was too drunk to get what was going on but it turns out that no, it really was just fucking
weird. The revelation came just moments (in TV time) after the shoe-rack freakout, seemingly implying that bisexuality & bizarre fashion claustrophobia are somehow related. I personally have never had a fear of small spaces, clothing-related or otherwise, but maybe it's in some sort of latent stage.
My girl
Naima is still the hottest, but she doesn't get nearly enough screen time for some reason.
Anyway today is St. Patrick's Day. I know because Google is all festive & shit. I'd like to share the lyrics to "Pints of Guinness Make You Strong" by
Against Me! According to my iTunes Top 25 feature, this is my favorite song to listen to ever. It is also very a propos today. I once put it on a mix for
Melly, who loved it too.
Skot said: That's
your kind of punk rock.
Melly & I said: Exactly.
& so it goes:
Evelyn sits by the elevator doors
It's been 37 years since James died on St. Patrick's Day in 1964
She could not hold it against him.
There were times when there was nothing she could do but lie in bed all day
Beside a picture of them together, a picture of better days...
& just like James I'll be drinking Irish tonight
& the memory of this last work week will be gone forever.
Evelyn, I'm not coming home tonight.
If we're never together, if I'm never back again
Well I swear to God that I'll love you forever.
Evelyn, I'm not coming home tonight.
In all the years that went by, she said she'd always love him
& from the day that he died, she never loved again.
& in his wallet she kept on her nightstand an AA card & a lock of red hair.
She kept secrets of pride locked so tight in her heart it killed a part of her before the rest was gone.
She said, "If I would have known just how things would have ended up, I just would have let myself die."
& just like James I'm drinking Irish tonight
& the memory of this last work week will be gone forever.
Evelyn, I'm not coming home tonight.
If we're never together, if I'm never back again
Well I swear to God that I'll love you forever.
Evelyn, I'm not coming home tonight.
P.S. You can listen to Pints of Guinness
here. & then please
buy the album.
