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I finally listened to Brian Wilson's SMILE. I have never been that into the Beach Boys, and I don't know if it was the wine talking or what, but SMILE knocked me on my ass. As soon as I put it on I sat down and listened to the whole thing straight through. A true musical event. I am completely stunned by it. Pure youthful...
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I missed Feist on Saturday. I'm kicking myself. sorta.

I'm hoping I can get some reading done today. I'm still in Balzac's Lost Illusions but I'm finally interested and want to keep going.

Work is retarded. Winter is worse.

My one accomplishment of the weekend was putting up a chandelier in my kitchen. Otherwise, I lounged around the very rainy couple of days and read and watched movies. Last night I went out briefly to a cuban jazz combo. A little hungover.

I missed my wine-tasting because I got lost and didn't have anyone's phone numbers. Brilliant.

A house-warming on Sunday was really boring....
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I have never consumed so much sake. We literally drank liters of it. And oyster shots: oyster, quail egg, ponzu sauce.

Then we went shopping.

Then more drinking.

A friend gave me the worst mix cd I've ever seen. I'd frame the set list if it weren't just too sad. But it reminded me that its time for me to make a new seasonal mix....
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Fuck you, Java. I updated Java and now all sorts of shit be broken. Like my yahoo radio station, which I need to survive work.

I made roast chicken last night. Brilliantly, I roasted it upside-down and only discovered this fact when I went to carve it. (I was le tired). Then I watched Man With the Golden Gun.

I worked out this morning. While...
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Janumarch continues. I'm hungover.

I ordered some CDs today:

Luna-Bewitched (lost it along the way)
Mono- Formica Blues
Natacha Atlas- Best Of

I need some aural stimulation.

It is that dead Winter zone here. Everyone mopes around all day until they get drunk in the late afternoon. I call this Janumarch-- You just stay blotto from January until the end of March. Then you take a 2 week rest when you swear off booze. . . . until you feel spring and the clothes start coming off.

I had a retail therapy...
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The weekend involved an intense Friday night followed by a couple days of recovery. Saw the movie DIG! about the Brian Jonestown Massacre and The Dandy Warhols. Hilarious, until it got really boring. Then watched Sex & Lucia, which I didn't make it all the way through either, even though it had some fun sex scenes. My attention span has gone down since getting netflix....
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It is Friday, which in Wisconsin means FISH FRY. While I'm generally over fried fish, there are a couple of places that do blue gill. There is also a really trashy bar outside of town that has fish fry and karaoki at the same time. Disturbing in the best possible way. I might have to go.

Last night I sold my huge over stuffed leather...
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The squirrels have disappeared. Maybe I was just too drunk to hear them. This is going to be a long day.

They make butt plugs that have feathers on them. Or horsehair. Or a litle rabbit tail puff. Hilarious.

I watched broken flowers last night. I was excited to finally see it. It was absolutely wretched: unbelievable, trite, derivative, coarse. One boring supposedly-funny-ironic scene after another. Irony is so 90s. Stop it.

I don't have mice in my apartment, I have squirrels. Squirrels.

I'm having a hard time adjusting to work after a three day weekend (MLK). It has been unseasonably warm and maybe that's why there are mice in-between the floors over my head. It wouldn't bother me except that they squeak exactly when I'm trying to go to bed. My apartment is great, but old. I might try to buy a house. I'm looking at one...
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