st. ed's is gone. there's lots of spaces in the parking lot. the rain looks kind of cold. haven't seen the reverend in a while. lots of white cars out there.

yesterday my father sent me an email telling me that he had a new girlfriend that was 28 going on 29 from central america. he attached pictures of them together. of her in the kitchen. after my initial response of "are you shitting me?" and "you're not serious" i was just like "she's younger than me." and his response was "only by a year. you can help her with her english." talk about immediate break down. it was 5 minutes before he was like "gotcha."

i was like "dad, you fuckin made me cry."

now i know what fathers must feel like when their daughter says something like "daddy, i'm dropping out of college and quitting my really cool record label job to move 1500 miles with my significantly-older-unemployed-boyfriend named moho, to austin, texas and maybe becoming a cocktail waitress."

living single in a couples world.

that's the title of the pamphlet that people keep putting in my mail box at work. like they're trying to help me or something. i've gotten 4 of them this week. how retarded is that?

tough enough?

i broke a blood vessel in my hand giving some one a high five at kick ball on sunday.

that's one hell of a high five.

one hell of a high five.

like that place where they shoot snuff films

so hunter and i just went to lunch together at the subway on congress in between 8th and 9th. as we were leaving i saw the neon "open" sign in the window of the palacio cigar lounge. i had never been in there before and wondered what it was like...thinking it was just a tobacco shop, or something. it's not.

it is this deep, posh space with nice carpet, leather couches, a bar. espresso. cigars. the only person in there was the owner (it's members only, by the way) and he let me come in and look. it felt scary and weird, though. like it was a front for something else. the owner was this kind of eastern european man, roly poly, bald, ogling. i am so glad that hunter was with me, because it's like how i feel that they make snuff films at the karaoke place, except this place was the kind of place that seemed like a front for a prostitution ring/den of sin kind of thing. if hunter wasn't with me i probably would have been kidnapped and forced into sexual slavery right there on congress. that's what was running through my head. so close to everyone, but so far away.

so, so far away.

anyway, hunter had a veggie sandwich for lunch, and i had the chicken parmesan sandwich. and some doritos.

hunter's response to this is as follows:

"lisa's description of the cigar place is pretty accurate. i must say, for all her alleged fear, it didn't stop her from going all the way to the back of the bar area in her investigation. i didn't it make it very far into the establishment. i stood near the owner guy near the front. as we were leaving, he asked lisa if she smoked and she said no and i think he said "that's too bad" or something like that."

he did say that, hunter! and it creeped me out...yeah, that's too bad you don't smoke because if you did it sure would be a lot easier to lure you in here by yourself and then trap you and throw you into the dungeon of sex slavery that exists behind that wall. that sound proof wall.

yeah, he totally said that.

i am totally in love

with all of my friends. this just becomes more and more relevant everyday.

gay men's chorus of houston

performs a really spectacular arrangement of "what shall we do with a drunken sailor"

truly inspiring. in so many ways.

obsession. the saga

the following is the obsession serial that i sent to hunter one day in 9 different parts. i'm posting it here so i don't lose it.

part 1:

when i lived in germany i one day became obsessed with this acquaintance of mine.
i met him in january. for about a month i only ever referred to him as my acquaintance. then one day it just kind of turned the other direction.

it got so bad that i would rate my day based on whether or not i saw him, if i talked to him, who started the conversation, how long we talked, etc.

my obsession part 2

well, at one point it had been raining for like...a month straight. and i only saw him when the sun was shining, while he was skateboarding. so that really sucked.

but then i went on vacation and i was coming back on the train the weather was nice and i thought to myself "maybe when i get off the train my obsession will be skateboarding across the street from the station and as i walk out he'll see me and suddenly i'll be drop-dead gorgeous in his eyes and he'll say 'ohmygod, lisa, i'm in love with you. i want you to run away with me.'

but just like i only saw him when it was nice out, i also only saw him during day light hours, and my train was delayed two hours and it was dark when my train got in.

my obsession, part 3

so, my train gets delayed. i wait around and meet some girlfriends of mine that are coming in that night too. then we went to their apartment behind the train station, changed our clothes and got ready to go out.


as we came back down infront of the station, around midnight, we looked up an a huge, ginormous, most amazing shooting star went through the sky. it was incredible. like a huge ball of fire. we started screaming and jumping up and down and hugging each other. it was so amazing.

then i was like "ohmygod, make a wish!" so we all shut up for a second, made our wishes and started jumping around again.

cedar said to me "i bet i know what you wished for"
i said "i bet you know too"

now, my wish was that my obsession would appear out of the middle of nowhere, i'd be drop dead gorgeous in his eyes...blah blah blah.

so just at that moment cedar says to me "ohmygod, lisa, turn around."

i turn around and look down the desolate street and see the street lamps leaving pools of light surrounded by darkness. and my obsession is walking into a pool of light. i was stunned. i just started walking towards him.

my obsession, part 4:

so i get to him and i told him all about the shooting star and he never said all those things about falling in love and running away, but he did hang out with us on the curb infront of the post office talking for 3 hours. i have pictures.

part 5

so, then the next time i see him he says, "hey i want to show you something."

he goes to his bag, and pulls out a package of skateboard wheels and tosses them to me. i look at them. they're called "shooting stars"
i look at his skateboard. thats what his old wheels were. i almost fainted.

i said "i want one"
but he wouldn't give me one because he needed all four.

part 6

before i left germany i ran into him one day and he returned a comic book i had lent him.

i opened up the cover and inside was a piece of paper with his address on it, and a photo copy of one of the skateboard wheels.

part 7

after i came back to america we kept in touch. we wrote letters back and forth every other week.

i sent him a picture of me making out with a statue in berlin, because he had moved there.

one day, months after i'd returned i get a letter that says: "i love this picture you sent me. i have it up on my wall in my apartment. the other day a friend of mine was over and saw it and he said "who is that?" i said "that is my really really cool american friend lisa" he said "did you have anything with her?" i said "no" he said "why not?"...do you know the answer to this?"

i wrote back and was like "you had a girlfriend."

part 8

so, then a couple of weeks later he calls me on the phone. he says "lisa. listen. there's a chance that i could be in nyc next week or the week after."

i said "if you go next week i'll be on spring break and i can meet you."

he said "ok. i'll call you this weekend."

on sunday he called me and said "i'll be there wednesday."

he flew to nyc, took a bus to albany, got in around midnight. the next morning we went back to the city. we spent thursday, and friday in the city. saturday i had to go back to albany. sunday he flew back to germany.

part 9

that is pretty much the extent of my obsession story. he has been here to visit me in austin. and stayed with my best friend twice in nyc. last summer his girlfriend lived with my best friend. this spring he lived with her. my friends have stayed with him in berlin. blahblahblah. i'm not necessarily obsessed with him anymore. but only because he is a tangible part of my life now. he's still awesome and obsession worthy.

quiet riot

friday evening, after seeing the hellolovers at the beauty bar, i stopped by casino for a beer before i went home. this chick was sitting next to me at the bar and at some point she went outside to talk on the phone.

when she came back in she sat down as said "tonight sucks."

i was like "i'm so sorry, what's wrong."

then she went on to tell me how three weeks ago she was caller number 10 on KLBJ and that she won tickets to the hair ball prom. she also said that her date just called her and said he couldn't make it and that all of her friends had let her down and quiet riot goes on in 10 minutes.

i was like "wow, that sucks that your friends let you down, and i know you don't know me, but if none of your friends are gonna show up and you need a date to the prom, i'll go with you. i have 5 dollars in my purse."

she said "really? ok, let's go."

so we ran out and flagged a cab and we get in and the cab driver is a total hair farmer. at one point he was like "quiet riot's playing at the hyatt? huh. my band opened for quiet riot once. they were jerks. and their encore was all rehearsed. but at the end, when the crowd was cheering, they were cheering for our band."

anyway, the night was so random and bizaar. did i spell that right?

forever 21

the bottom of their shopping bags say John 3:16

which is weird.

ninjutsu

i just saw a website where master richard van donk apparently makes it possible to become a black belt and ninjutsu instructor via a correspondence home video course.

who knew it was so easy.

misogynists

they all look alike