weapons of massdistraction

There was a brief window of time, at the end of December/early January, where everything seemed to be falling into place. It was quite the triumvirate: 1) a boyfriend I adored; 2) a friend lined up as a potential roommate; and 3) a possible trip to England set for May. Now it’s all come undone. And entropy seems to be accelerating on all fronts. Particularly in my house. Thanks to poor insulation the place is hemorrhaging heat (the latest energy bill was a whopping $393). The pipes under the kitchen sink are leaking into a bucket. And now there’s water collecting in the basement. I don’t have the money to fix all of it or maybe any of it. But wait, isn’t that what duct tape is for? Yes, I will just encase my entire house - inside and out - in duct tape. And become a crazy shut-in, inside my duct-taped house. But I’ll have to add a couple dozen more cats to the mix. Purrrrrfect.

The good with the bad, just because:

• Mermaid and octopus = friends (Sharyn needs this).
• Sometimes I feel like biting somebody too.
• Yesterday I saw Waltz With Bashir, an incredibly powerful documentary in animated form. It follows the Israeli filmmaker as he tries to recover his memories of his involvement in the 1982 Lebanon War. I’m glad I experienced it on the big screen. You should too.
• The Explore Panda is amazing!
• Oh those adorable philosophy majors. Here’s Kid Ethnic and the book of questions.
• More amusing videos: Gladys, who loves Jesus but drinks a little and Fuck Planet Earth.
• This week in cupcakes (in the Twin Cities, anyhow).
• My friend Rhea, on making the effort.

Note to self: Avoid falling for law school students (and perhaps philosophy majors, in general) who are in multiple bands and can’t make time for you.