There is Nothing to do in Winchester

[rinue]

I'm fairly depressed today, although I wasn't when I woke up and I probably won't be this evening. Partly, this is because I am on my period, or rather on the week-long break in my cycle of birth control pills, which I find depressing because, really, it's more like a monthly miscarriage - a miscarriage of nothing, of a child that I fooled my body into thinking existed. If that's not good and depressing, I don't know what is. I mention all of this not as a screed against birth control, which I think is pretty great stuff; mostly it's an illustration of how my thinking gets dark because I'm addicted to estrogen, and am in withdrawal.

I am trying to drink a lot of soymilk during these weeks to compensate with psedoestrogens. This works about as well as methadone vs. heroin, which is to say sort-of. The "sort-of" is particularly hard on Ciro, who bears the brunt of groundless and paranoid accusations that he is planning to leave me, as he should, because I am a miserable person who does nothing but spread misery, and anyway, how could I possibly believe that he would ever make a single decision based on emotion rather than logic, or would respect and value our cultural differences? I also spend a lot of energy imagining that I am under personal attack when he says things like "I'm going to check my e-mail now." Or "I know people who don't like Johnny Cash." Or "It is time for me to leave for work."

I cleverly made all of this worse by spending about half an hour looking at pictures of ghost towns.

Furthermore, it is grey and ugly outside.

On the upside, Ciro and I founded a band this morning - a band with no songs so far, and no members but us - a band that will likely never rehearse, perform, or record. As you can see, this band is already following a proud tradition, and I am excited to be a part of it.

Comments

[narcolepticcat.livejournal.com]

your band can be on my record label

Our Band is Unproductive But Debonair

[rinue.livejournal.com]

This was my thinking. You understand of course, that we will not be releasing any albums or MP3s, but we expect posters with high production value, artistic sensibility, and extremely flattering photographs of us.

Re: Our Band is Unproductive But Debonair

[narcolepticcat.livejournal.com]

of course. lol

[valancy.livejournal.com]

How bizarre. Yesterday I had the worst emotional PMS of my live. We should be in synch on happier things. It was so bad at one point I was convinced the boy was leaving me because he played music in the morning and I didn't like it.

Anyhow, I have been told that taking evening primrose oil the week before and during menstruation helps. I am doing this! Dear lord, I was stunned how bad that 24-hour depression was.

Maybe we'll have better luck next month??

In other news, I am about to explode with how hot Angel is in season two. hottttt.

[rinue.livejournal.com]

How convenient - we always have evening primrose oil around because it's good for joint health and Ciro takes it for his shoulder (which he tore a muscle in while swimming some years back).

I'm afraid I could never feel the Angel hotness. Honestly, I was never attracted to any of the men in the Jossverse. Except Gunn. Especially in a white room, wearing a good suit. Mmmmmm. As a sidebar, you'd think that I'd be in to men with eyeliner and/or lipstick, especially given my latent gothness, but it's never done anything for me - it doesn't suit the kind of man I'm attracted to. I do, however, respect the fabulousness of full-on Frankenfurter, which I find pretty sexy.

[rinue.livejournal.com]

With a panther. Did I mention that Gunn is with a freakin' panther?

[hipgunslinger.livejournal.com]

My friend Matthew and I have had a musicless band for a number of years now... We call ourselves "Slick & Slim's Precarious Jam."
Mostly for the triple entendre, as we were going to sell jars of Jam at our shows.

[rinue.livejournal.com]

We are "The Sophisticuffs" - we will bombard you with bareknuckles and rhetorical questions which probe your understanding of foreign film.

I think the world would be a better place if all bands had signiature jam flavors. We could even expand it to condiments in general. I don't wear concert t-shirts, but I'd sure as hell plonk down some cash for limited-edition mustard. And if I liked it, I'd have to become a concert regular, just to keep up with my grocery list.

[hipgunslinger.livejournal.com]

I'd definitely chuck a few bones for the "Call it a Day: Tour Cream Cheese."
I don't think Slick and Slim would get away with anything other than Jam though, as it's practically right in the name.

It'd be strange to have to clarify that it's not mustard flavoured Jam but Mustard named Jam. I have to do it at work frequently, as on our board we advertise a "house blend" which is really called "seattle's best blend" but unfortunately, seattle's best blend has a blend called "the house blend" and you'd be surprised how many peoples cogs sputter to a halt at this anomaly.