Tuesday, June 16, 2009

a belle and sebastian kind of day

"did i leave the gas on? no! i'm a fucking squirrel!"
[there would've been a video here but youtube hates me tonight. just pretend, ok?]

the song i really wanted to post was "it could've been a brilliant career" but no such luck. it was SO apropos, too.
just a taste:
"It could have been a brilliant career...
...She challenged everyone to a fight
But the prefects all backed down
And they ran her out of town
Cause she drank and swore and spoke
Out of turn, she was the village joke"
but in all honesty, EVERY belle and sebastian song rang true for me today. while that's generally kinda cool, i sorta hate it when that happens.

i always stand like this, you know. especially when taking self portraits in my front yard.

forgive me - i already downed half the wine.can i profess my love for diana dors? yes, her gorgeous british mug graced the cover of the smiths album of singles but i developed a deeper devotion after seeing her on celluloid. poor girl was marketed as "the british marilyn monroe" even though her career started much earlier than norma jean's. i feel she was never truly given the respect she deserved.

i marvelled at her screen presence while watching "nothing but the night" cause she totally rocked it as a twisted murderess and spurned mother cruising around in a station wagon with hissing cats painted on it. even though she was barely in the film, she truly stole it from such heavy hitters as christopher lee, peter cushing, and christopher lee's 70s moustache. she's not even supposed to be hot in this film but she so was. god rest her vicious little soul. may i be as fiery when i'm in my 40s. yes, that is christopher lee and christopher lee's 70s moustache.

needless to say i'm still being ostracized at work but i did rescind my notice. they totally just hate me because of my vast vocabulary and incredible sense of style. i'd probably hate me too.

my saving grace is my friend diane who manages the massage place next door and her partner gray who works at the mocha bar in the main terminal. they are too flippin' cool for words and even appreciate my sarcastic and narcissistic quips. plus diane swears i remind her of pauley perette, mostly because of my ginormous shoes and my skull & crossbone legwarmers.

pauley.

me.
just wanted to clear up any confusion you may have. it's okay, it happens all the time.

1 comment:

heather said...

sweetums'! so glad that things are working out better at work (sort of). stiff upper lip, it is hard to be so fabulous sometimes, but worth it!