but the cool thing about being old is i've handled so much different shit that i know how to handle this again. my depression regime involves using some substances, while avoiding others. also, surrounding myself with awesomeness. good art, good movies, good food, good friends. that last one is hard, particularly when your best friends are also depressed, or busy with something important.
T-Dizzle. Prom Queen. That is all.
"Norwegians raised their voices in unison on Thursday to get under the skin of admitted mass killer Anders Behring Breivik.
An estimated 40,000 people turned out in central Oslo's Youngstorget square to sing "Children of the Rainbow," a Norwegian version of "My Rainbow Race," written by American folk singer Pete Seeger.
During his trial for the killings of 77 people last summer, Breivik cited the song as an example of Marxist influence on Norwegian culture."
read the whole article here:
ok i'm getting cheeky with exclamation points and such, i don't know whether this event or organization is something i would really get behind but i wanted to publicize this in time for the ladies to make arrangements if it actually is something you wanna sign on to.
ok so go here
and poke around their site and see if you're down.
I can't wait for prom to be over. Then maybe shit with the kid will cool down. Oh, fuck, that's what I thought when her play was done. And Hexmass. And her first semester. And blah blah blah. I have very little interest in the shit that I should have some interest in. I spend waaaaaay too much time playing solitaire, because, at the end, things are all neatly lined up and the computer cheers at me.
Alert! You have a rare opportunity to hear me read! One night only in London!
April 23, 7-9. More information about the show:
Golden Brothers by STS
Golden Brothers is the debut novel of musician (The Haggard, Cadallaca), zine writer (Way Down Low, The Gay Hotel, Nightmare Girl) and Queercore activist STS. Eileen Myles says "Golden Brothers is made out of the strange uncommon beauty that fills the empty spaces outside of capitalism. Scenes change swiftly as music. Life and death are moments.