i wanna bring back the bison

So yesterday.

I had this long entry planned in which I was going to talk about I was in such a good mood for no real reason, when I should be stressed and concerned. But then I had the kind of evening that puts a pall on the rest of the day, even if it was awesome. But because the rest of the day wasn't actually good, I hit the edge and cried in a shopping mall and actually several other sundry places. If anyone has any advice on how to draw up a spare $500-some dollars, let me know, thanks.

I think the reason I am so worked up about my failures with technology is because they were really avoidable. Had I not tried to fix my phone with KrazyGlue, Verizon would have replaced it for free. Had I not tried to remove said glue with GooGone, it would not have soaked into the screen and messed my phone up even more. And apparently coffee or Coke was spilled on my keyboard at some point, putting me out another $315.

Awesomely, my warranties would have covered a non-glued phone replacement and a new top-case for a non-coffeed Mac. I am so awesome. I should probably drive over my iPod when I'm home just to round things out.

Also, people at malls are really bizarre. There are hordes of families with about eight children under four, hooligans who just stand around in the food court, the mall-walkers, seventh grade hookers, you know them all. It's stressful.

I am going home in about an hour. I am both afraid to face my mother and relieved that I can go somewhere that I can sleep with dogs and my little sister sharing my bed, watch movies, go out to eat, and sit across the street at my grandparents' and do nothing.

I will also get to have so much Catholic in my life in the next few days, which is always a good time. Go Jesus. Go totally cult events like the Easter Vigil.

Deep breath. And this:

building up a castle in LA

I have rigged up my baby to an external mouse and keyboard for now. That's working well until she can get fixed up all nice and pretty next week. But I can handle this because...

I HAVE A LEAK OF THE FULL-LENGTH WOLFGANG AMADEUS PHOENIX ALBUM.

Intensity, you have absolutely no idea how much I am freaking out about this. Thank you.

My feelings for Phoenix can be explained like this: I have paid money for all of their albums. The only other bands I have done this for are The Shins and Sufjan Stevens. They are classed in my iTunes as "Frenchy Pop Bliss." My dad texted me way past his bedtime that he stayed up to watch them on SNL for me. Phoenix got me through being sick in foreign countries and the resulting tonsillectomy. Watching the "Consolation Prizes" music video on IMF while on a whole lot of Vicodin following that surgery was insane.

Watch it youself:

I'm twitching with excitement as I listen to this. I am ecstatic over this.

Guess what.

I LOVE PHOENIX.

i can say i hope it will be worth what I give up

My baby is ill.

Her keyboard and touchpad are non-responsive, though the rest of her is living and working just fine. It's like she's in one of those terrible, terrible "trapped in your body" comas, which I think might be the most terrifying thought I can imagine. In all honesty, I get the shivers sitting here in the library lab just thinking about it

Back to thoughts of my Mac getting fixed:


Don't worry, baby. I'm taking you to the mall on Saturday. The geniuses at the Apple Store will help you. Then we can do lots of homework together and listen to our favorite songs. It's going to be okay.

I'm surprisingly not super worked up over this. This is probably the biggest sign that I have become too tired to care about much because I tend to get upsetabout my laptop running out of battery and this is far more dire.

Back to the mines for me.