hither and yon

Half written today, half written yesterday.

I just came in from shopping at the farmer's market. OMG I feel so accomplished and adult-like. I don't know if I'm registered to vote and I don't know how to get a Ralph's card, but I went shopping at the farmer's market motherfucker! I spent $8 on two pomengranates and four marsh grapefruits. The pomengranates are technically not ripe yet I don't think (it's supposed to be late late October/early November?) but these looked so sexxxy, I couldn't leave them alone.

I realized yesterday that I am inadvertantantly (spelling ommmg) turning into a vegetarian, as I basically had no meat whatsoever the past week. ~So healthy.~ :d I hate using money though. It's too much on top of all the money I'm wasting academically. Hallo hallo guilt.

I've been sort of skating around thinking too very much about the election, and mostly it was morbid brace yourself, McCain's going to win, President Palin is nigh stuff. But I just saw a macro of Obama holding a (non-photoshopped) box of donuts and for some reason THAT was the thing that made me completely freak out. "OH MY GOD I WANT OBAMA TO BE PRESIDENT. IF OBAMA DOESN'T WIN I WILL HAVE TO KILL MYSELF IN THE FACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I SERIOUSLY WILL HAVE TO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" WE NEED A PRESIDENT WHO CAN HOLD A NON-PHOTOSHOPPED BOX OF DONUTS. What. What. I don't know.

That Brothers and Sisters show is fucking with me because it's abbreviated as B&S so I keep going WOW PEOPLE TALKING ABOUT B&S!! and it's not my B&S. :(((

I looked like a cowgirl today yesterday and I kind of enjoyed it. I'm wore this bustley skirt with a belt thing (skirt was suddenly too big for me. I think I've lost some weight or something b/c I don't know how to feed myself) and a tanktop. Boy howdy! Now I look quite 60s French. Short sleeved knitted black shirt with white and black polka dotted skirt. The shirt is lumpy and shapeless! 

Things the internet is amazing at: building creative communities. Youtube, flickr, etsy, etc. I've been going through Olivia Bee's flickr photostream for like three hours. The photos are very beautiful on their own, but they're dramatically remarkable considering that she's only fourteen years old. The photos have such a mature tone and such a mature grasp of color, like professional; I wouldn't have guessed she was an amateur, let alone that freaking young. I'm kind of fascinated. It almost both demystifies and mystifies the process of photography for me. Or in general, image culture (is that the right term?). I mean a lot of her pictures draw on the romanticism of young girls in dresses especially outdoors by fences and trees etc. I guess I'm saying that I realized that you have to have an eye for that kind of thing to set it up, and that you have to set it up in general, and it's all more striking because she's so young, so it's like she's realizing the previous generation's nostalgia and idealization of the past. Ahaha I'm projecting. She seems like a retro kid though. It's very precocious, and I don't mean that in a condescending way at all. But I'm trying not to get too fixated on her age. It's just a very cool situation, especially since she uses her friends as models and thinking about that versus an adult artist using their friends in their work and just wow, demystification/mystification!  

Belle and Sebastian's Chalet Lines is almost bruisingly beautiful, it's like a brick being thrown into your heart. It's brutal in how measured it is, how beautiful, in Stuart's voice, the words, and it seems so real, it's devastating. I don't think it's exploitative. It's a song about hurt and reactions to it, a person and people.