fleet foxes from la blogotheque

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christmastime is here

Tonight I ended up at the Bryant Park Christmas tree lighting. I heard the Barenaked Ladies were playing, so I had to check it out. They only played one song! At least while I was there. And I only got to see the back and side of Kevin Hearn’s head. Bummer. I wanted to see Steve. They had some figure skaters and a choir and stuff too though, so that was kind of neat. Even though I couldn’t see most of it.

Also… I’m excited for plans of plus-one-ing a shmancy holiday party. Guess it’s my turn to go dress shopping.

i’ve been waiting for a sign

I’ve come to be a believer in signs. It wasn’t any conscious decision, it’s just that things have presented themselves over and over, and I would be an idiot not to see them as meaningful. I used to mistake coincidences as something more, but there is a difference, and I’ve learned to discern between the two. Call me crazy, but I have quite a few examples. Really! Ask me about my three of hearts sometime.

On the subway today (my brand new commute!), I couldn’t decide what to listen to. Going to my “new” playlist, I thought I was putting on the Kaki King & Mountain Goats tracks, but after one song of theirs the new Mates of State came on. I had totally forgotten to listen to it. It’s been what I’ve been needing to hear for a while. I could explain my thought process behind why I view this the way I do, and I tried, but it doesn’t work on paper.

Or maybe it’s just all intuition. Or the incredibly obvious. So, listen to the album; it’s good and hopefully it makes you feel the way I do right now. And hey, by the way, happy December.

very telling

It’s been a busy few days. I had a really great Thanksgiving, and the day after my family and I drove to NY and got down to business with the move. At this point I’ve turned in the keys to my old apartment (the ones I had left, anyway), and have shed a lot of baggage. I’m trying to get myself settled, which has been going smoothly. I was reminded of that quote from Fight Club: “The things you own end up owning you”, and that’s true if you’re not careful and don’t prioritize. It’s just stuff. My parents were able to save my couch though, thankfully. It’d just be a shame to leave by the curb, since I spent so much money on it and haven’t had it even a full year. So maybe it owns me a little, but I like that thing, and the only Craigslist reply I got for it was from an obvious scammer and I intend to have a little fun with him.

I’m looking into artwork for my walls. Above you’ll see one of my Etsy finds. I have a few things to hang right now but I’m not really sure how to group them. Holes in the walls seem so permanent to me. Over my Thanksgiving break I bought some nice 5×7 frames at the Christmas Tree Shop for next to nothing, so even if I don’t find anything for myself, the holidays are coming up and I can frame things for other people. I really love the Christmas season.