farewell to my cred.

(but do i really care about my "credibility"?)

hmm. I didn't get very much sleep at all. Got up, worked on some beading stuff, watched the figure skating World Championships, which were exactly like the Olympics (same long programs - music, costumes, etc), only people weren't trying as hard. Unless they were Fumie Suguri, who is so delicate and doll-like and did really well this time (as opposed to the last time I saw her, when she looked ill and in need of hugs).

So, as a result, we're going to one of those Stars On Ice type deals in about two weeks, and we're going to see all the 2002 medalists. I feel totally lame. I went to the Sesame Street Ice Capades once when I was maybe 2 years old and I still have a giant yellow button pin with Oscar the Grouch on it! But that's been it for me... I've never been to one of these exhibitions before and I suspect I never will go again, either.

While I was buying the tickets online, I also hunted out No Doubt tix for the day before my birthday... and... they're sold out! The only sold-out spot listed on this whole tour so far. Rotten luck. Cred? Just slipped a few notches more. (Um, do I get some back, despite my wistful desire to see No Doubt for my bday, if I mention that The Faint is the opening act? No, probably not.)

and... I worked on my zine while I was being an insomniac.
and tomorrow or Monday I will go pick up my new glasses.
and tonight, before I go to sleep, I'm just going to read, clean, and make stuff.

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I am concerned for kevininatutu, nadja, summerdun, and ana.

i've been queened!

So, being broke, I decided to eschew the They Might Be Giants show tonight (*wistful sigh*) to watch the Oscars with the momster. Weirdly... while I read McSweeney's, since issue 2 or 3 on paper and since way before that on the web, I'm not sure I dig the Eggersization of TMBG ("a better idea is not to be had in all the 13 states"). I just got my TMQ #6(?) with the TMBG soundtrack cd in back, but I haven't listened to the cds yet. Chris Ware's cartoon in it is great. Vintage tragic irony... now in children's sizes!

So. Yes. The red carpet show is on. Joan Rivers, upon whom I regularly wish death and destruction, is officiating officiously. I have no predictions. I'll be rooting for the three-hour AD&D campaign to rack up as many awards as possible. For supporting actor, particularly, since not only is McKellen a wiz, he is also an openly gay man who was given away with hamburgers all across the United States. Please don't give anything else to the boozy shaving-challenged boor known as Russell Crowe.

I went and picked up my new glasses today. They are... odd. But good. Smaller than my last pair... almost like emo girl retro nerd specs, except... lightweight dark bronze metal (titanium? aluminium?). I'll post pics for friends. I also looked for an issue of ReadyMade (a new crafts mag with a sort of urban/hipster bent), but was unable to find it at the two bookstores I checked (which, hey, saved me my last three dollars). I guess the first issue is sold out or something, and a new one will come soon?

note: why yes, the new glasses and the new mcsweeney's do have something to do with the brokeness. although... my mom, also now broke, bought the glasses, and i charged the mcsweeney's cos it's collectable and, i think, a decent investment.