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rachelmanija's previous DOOM.
So, the shower is still not draining, and there's a good few inches of water in there. Thankfully, though, I fixed the toilet! I rock! I feel having a working toilet is much, much, much more important than having a working shower.
I also managed to get Rachel back on Hotmail, albeit via a rather roundabout process (the redirect doesn't work for some reason, but if you go from the link on the MSN homepage, it will work).
In return for my virtuous deeds, I now have about six flea bites on me. Rachel's curse strikes back!
Rachel's got another report on what we did all day yesterday.
I think the best bits were finding the crazily cute clothing store -- I'll post pictures of my loot when I get home -- in which I got an Angry Asian Girl t-shirt! She is giving the world the finger! I love it to pieces. Also, Rachel tried on some awesome outfits, including one that made her look like a deranged pink Goth fairy (this is a good thing, by the way). Sadly, it was too uncomfortable to buy, though she looked extremely hot in it.
There was much good fooding, including Pinkberry and Korean BBQ and pizza with artichokes.
Also,yhlee and I saw Sweeney Todd for the first time (alas, on DVD and not live, but better than nothing)! It is extremely awesome, and Angela Lansbury steals every scene she's in. We had much fun mocking the doltishness of Anthony and Joanna, and Yoon remarked that Angel and Sweeney would probably hit it off.
The world trembles at the prospect.
Oh! Also, I have been reading Love Pistols. The art is horrendous. The plot is insane. There is canonical mpreg. I know people have all told me this before, but really, it has to be seen to be believed. A more full report to come after I finish!
Oh! As Rachel mentioned in her entry, we ended up at a 24-hour CVS some time around midnight last night to buy a toilet plunger. We looked around at a few, and since they are self-assembled, Rachel had to struggle with screwing the pole into the plunger while I attempted to lurk behind her back and hide. Unfortunately, this ended up suckering the plunger to the floor. We looked stealthily around to see if we were being secretly filmed, and ended up dissolving in laughter. Rachel just fell to the floor, which meant I could not longer lurk and hide behind her.
As she said to me, there are some things that are just self-explanatory, such as going to a drug store at midnight and only buying one item, like a toilet plunger, tampons, or condoms. This had me giggling so much that I'm fairly certain the clerk thought we were insane. I may have managed to keep a straight face while we paid, but I'm not sure. Rachel also says now from over my shoulder that we totally should have bought a toilet plunger and condoms just to confuse the poor guy even more.
On the non-cracktastic side, we have been listening to a lot of good music. I burned her My Chemical Romance's The Black Parade (my favorite album of the year so far, though it's getting some strict competition now), and she played a lot of Leonard Cohen for me in the car. We both melted over his voice, which sounds like he has smoked innumerable cigarettes and downed who knows how many shots of whiskey. We also listened to Lyle Lovett (the opposite of Leonard Cohen, in that he keeps thinking he will get the girl and doesn't) and Nick Cave's Murder Ballads.
So far, my favorite Nick Cave line is in "The Curse of Millhaven": "Well, I'm a wicked young lady / But I've been trying hard lately / Oh, fuck it, I'm a monster, I admit it" which had the both of us howling. We didn't listen to Murder Ballads on the way back from Yoon's, as we had just seen Sweeney Todd and thought that was quite enough murder and cannibalism and insanity for the night, thankyouverymuch.
And today, the Museum of Jurassic Technology (steampunk! Whoo!), much lurking about cafes and reading cracktastic manga, the La Brea tar pits, and Amoeba Records, as I must acquire more Leonard Cohen now.
(Oh, Mely, we also listened to your twice-told tales mix from the airport and agreed that it is awesome and we love the cannibal song, "The Queen and the Soldier" of course, and the "she loves a stone" song, among many others.)
Oh! Last note, I swear. Nick Cave has a wonderfully deranged cover of Leonard Cohen's "I'm Your Man," which I introduced Rachel to last night. It is the melding of two geniuses!
rachelmanija's previous DOOM.So, the shower is still not draining, and there's a good few inches of water in there. Thankfully, though, I fixed the toilet! I rock! I feel having a working toilet is much, much, much more important than having a working shower.
I also managed to get Rachel back on Hotmail, albeit via a rather roundabout process (the redirect doesn't work for some reason, but if you go from the link on the MSN homepage, it will work).
In return for my virtuous deeds, I now have about six flea bites on me. Rachel's curse strikes back!
Rachel's got another report on what we did all day yesterday.
I think the best bits were finding the crazily cute clothing store -- I'll post pictures of my loot when I get home -- in which I got an Angry Asian Girl t-shirt! She is giving the world the finger! I love it to pieces. Also, Rachel tried on some awesome outfits, including one that made her look like a deranged pink Goth fairy (this is a good thing, by the way). Sadly, it was too uncomfortable to buy, though she looked extremely hot in it.
There was much good fooding, including Pinkberry and Korean BBQ and pizza with artichokes.
Also,
yhlee and I saw Sweeney Todd for the first time (alas, on DVD and not live, but better than nothing)! It is extremely awesome, and Angela Lansbury steals every scene she's in. We had much fun mocking the doltishness of Anthony and Joanna, and Yoon remarked that Angel and Sweeney would probably hit it off. The world trembles at the prospect.
Oh! Also, I have been reading Love Pistols. The art is horrendous. The plot is insane. There is canonical mpreg. I know people have all told me this before, but really, it has to be seen to be believed. A more full report to come after I finish!
Oh! As Rachel mentioned in her entry, we ended up at a 24-hour CVS some time around midnight last night to buy a toilet plunger. We looked around at a few, and since they are self-assembled, Rachel had to struggle with screwing the pole into the plunger while I attempted to lurk behind her back and hide. Unfortunately, this ended up suckering the plunger to the floor. We looked stealthily around to see if we were being secretly filmed, and ended up dissolving in laughter. Rachel just fell to the floor, which meant I could not longer lurk and hide behind her.
As she said to me, there are some things that are just self-explanatory, such as going to a drug store at midnight and only buying one item, like a toilet plunger, tampons, or condoms. This had me giggling so much that I'm fairly certain the clerk thought we were insane. I may have managed to keep a straight face while we paid, but I'm not sure. Rachel also says now from over my shoulder that we totally should have bought a toilet plunger and condoms just to confuse the poor guy even more.
On the non-cracktastic side, we have been listening to a lot of good music. I burned her My Chemical Romance's The Black Parade (my favorite album of the year so far, though it's getting some strict competition now), and she played a lot of Leonard Cohen for me in the car. We both melted over his voice, which sounds like he has smoked innumerable cigarettes and downed who knows how many shots of whiskey. We also listened to Lyle Lovett (the opposite of Leonard Cohen, in that he keeps thinking he will get the girl and doesn't) and Nick Cave's Murder Ballads.
So far, my favorite Nick Cave line is in "The Curse of Millhaven": "Well, I'm a wicked young lady / But I've been trying hard lately / Oh, fuck it, I'm a monster, I admit it" which had the both of us howling. We didn't listen to Murder Ballads on the way back from Yoon's, as we had just seen Sweeney Todd and thought that was quite enough murder and cannibalism and insanity for the night, thankyouverymuch.
And today, the Museum of Jurassic Technology (steampunk! Whoo!), much lurking about cafes and reading cracktastic manga, the La Brea tar pits, and Amoeba Records, as I must acquire more Leonard Cohen now.
(Oh, Mely, we also listened to your twice-told tales mix from the airport and agreed that it is awesome and we love the cannibal song, "The Queen and the Soldier" of course, and the "she loves a stone" song, among many others.)
Oh! Last note, I swear. Nick Cave has a wonderfully deranged cover of Leonard Cohen's "I'm Your Man," which I introduced Rachel to last night. It is the melding of two geniuses!
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