Tuesday, March 24, 2009

New Univega and Lady Gaga!

I guess I'm still no good at the whole regular-updating thing. But I've been on the computer less, so I think it's forgivable.

A couple days after my last post, I went and bought myself a bike! I bussed down to Recycled Cycles (because there was no way I would have been able to afford a new one) in U-District and the nice guy there helped me find my sweet little quasi-hipster Univega.

Isn't she purty? (Don't mind the mess on the coffee table)

I've been going out and riding around the neighborhood for at least half an hour every day...with the exception of the last few days, because I've been sick. It feels great to actually spend the hours between breakfast-and-email and getting-ready-for-work actually doing something. It's an outlet for all the pent-up energy I didn't realize I have, and it puts me in a better mood for the rest of the day. So yeah, all that stuff you hear about the benefits of exercising in the morning is really true. Though I haven't been doing it long enough to tell you about whether it actually speeds up your metabolism for the day or whatever. I'm still barely fitting into my pants.

And now, for something that has nothing to do with pants or bicycles...I give you...LADY GAGA!!!

And that DJ Space Cowboy's a cutie, too

Last week, I got the chance to go see Lady Gaga with my friend who happened to have an extra ticket to the show. And man, was it a show! There were dancers and costume changes and a lit-up bubble piano! The entire performance just blew my mind, and I will forever be grateful to my friend for taking me. I'll even forgive the fact that he and his little sister got to meet her while I waited outside in the windy cold.


But I don't think I'll ever be able to get "Poker Face" out of my head. That one's stuck in there for good.

Monday, March 2, 2009


My roommate and I just finished our Saw-watching marathon last night (which we started with some friends last weekend). We'd seen all of them but the fifth one, and we didn't realize that there would be a sixth, so we freaked out with another cliffhanger ending.

We're pretty much addicted to that music that always plays at the end of the Saw movies. It's the creepy piano riff, some industrial sounds and percussion, building up with the strings and everything, and it just gets more intense as you realize that you really had no idea what was going on for the entire movie up till now. And now that you realize just how much of a genius Jigsaw is, it just blows your mind even more and you still have no idea what's going on.

Anyway, I downloaded the song last night, and I can't get enough of it. I wish I could just prowl around at night in a rad trench-coat, sweeping dramatically around alleyway corners, and whenever someone saw me or tried to approach, the music would start, and they would know that a) I'm pretty badass, and b) I probably just helped somebody kill themselves in a cruel and twisted, yet justified, game, so they better get the hell away from me if they know what's good for them. But I would never actually do that, of course. The Jigsaw-ing or the prowling.

No keyboard for me.

Friday, the 27th, when I was looking up the address of Kennelly Keys, I found out the date they were closing that location--Feb. 25th! That's just 2 days before I was planning on going up there. I can't believe I missed it. So now, if I want to get a keyboard, I'll have to go to Guitar Center or some other major place that can afford to have low prices. Which is unfortunate, because I'd love to be able to buy from a smaller store. Perhaps another little music business will have a sale soon.

I'd also love to get a bike. I feel entirely too confined in our little apartment, and since I can't have a dog to take for walks around Green Lake, I need another form of exerting my physical energy. Also, my car, Squelch, might be dead...for real. He's old, and has troubles fairly often, but this time I think it's a bit more severe and possibly permanent. So, in the event that he really won't ever run again, I'll need to a) find a way to get over losing an inanimate object which I've personified into a best friend, and b) find a new means of transportation. Because I can't walk home from Capitol Hill if I miss the last bus after work.

My Squelchy