Showing posts with label andrew bird. Show all posts
Showing posts with label andrew bird. Show all posts

Sunday, September 30, 2007

No. 50: Inauspicious Blog Post

I love grocery shopping. Is that weird? Probably.

Andrew Bird was AMAZING!!!!! Mimi and I squee-ed like fangirls. It was delicious. He played all of my favorite songs. The intro to "Fake Palindromes" being my personal favorite. But dancing to "Plasticities" in my Frye boots and floral little girl dress in the middle of Sonar, WATCHING Andrew Bird is now included in the top 15 best moments of my life.

Went to Whole Foods with Michael and Nicci and bought a huge amount of yummy groceries, and then we made veggie stir-fry and cat fish. Delish! I love cooking with the women. It's all very family oriented, my dorm life.

Had a tidy little break down this morning. Lasted about two and a half minutes and then I recovered. Natalie's right in saying that I just sort of need to stop worrying about things. Vague, I know, but it's my right.

And now I must away to church.
This post was largely useless.

I have so much reading to do tonight! Don't want to do any of it.

.H.

Saturday, September 29, 2007

No. 49: Orestes

I believe I've developed allergies. That or caught a nasty head cold. Since I was frolicking about downtown Baltimore in a post TAXLO sweat last night, that could be possible.

The book festival was fabulous, and the weather couldn't have been better. Michael came and saw me and we went to Red Emma's. Popped his communist book store cherry, so that was nifty.

Bought a Barth book I've never seen before, which looks fantastic. Not as though I have anytime to read it, however. Roper's got us reading "Daisy Miller: A Study" by Henry James. It's SO James... which means I'm bored to tears.

Here's the excitement though: Mimi and I are going to Andrew Bird tonight. I'm SO excited. The tickets were birthday gifted from Matthew, but I feel like, despite all events, it would be better to go with Mimi anyway, b/c she actually understands my deep and abiding love for the man.

Three or four miles to Sonar, we're hipster cute, I've got Frye's on, it's dark out.

Hit it.

<3 H.

PS. Darjeeling Limited came out yesterday. MUST see it soon.

Friday, July 13, 2007

please forgive me if i act a little strange...

I feel like I start a lot of entries to everything I write with "So". But that's just how it is.

So--

Since the 7th, I have gone to church, had a deep and intense heart to heart with Matthew, spent time with Ben and Johnny, had Tess come home (FINALLY!) Hung out with Kathryn a good bit, spent more time with Johnny. Chipotle-d with friends into the late hours. Shopped with Brian twice. Did a 48 hour birthday marathon with Eva Jean B (my new favorite heathen, *laugh, who I would hate to live without) in Baltimore and MBC and all over Vienna and Arlington. Was attacked by hornets. Had sweet barbeque with churchies @ KD's. Became Johnny's girlfriend. Saw Beth Moore. Cried my eyes out about 8 times. Reconciled some stuff with my mother. Got a new pair of awesome jeans. Played Loaded Questions to mixed reviews and high comedy. All in all, a pretty good half week.

I am of course suffering from mild panic attacks about all manner of things, but praise God for He knows I'm a basket case and has given me the most beautiful, wonderful people to council and love on me, as well as berate and cajole me when I need it. Hannah = blessed.

We'll see what tomorrow has. I'm realizing more and more that I really just have to take it five minutes at a time. Or as the late father of one of my favorite authors (Anne Lamott) once said to his son who had an enormous project on birds to do with not enough time to do it: "Just take it bird by bird, buddy. Bird by bird."

<3
H.

p.s. Andrew Bird is coming to Sonar on September 29th. As soon as I get cash for birthday I'm getting tickets. Please please please come with me. One of my favorite artists + some of my favorite people = bliss.

Friday, June 22, 2007

break-fast

Yesterday was the last day of the secular music fast. I didn't miss it really (not that I didn't hear secular music during the fast, just that I didn't initiate it), but I'm glad to be back.

Last night I was talking over with Sam, Em and Jess which song I should break fast with. I decided on "It's Friday, I'm in Love" by the Cure, b/c, it being Friday, it seemed appropriate. I have followed that up with "Heretics" by Andrew Bird. Like I said, I didn't miss it, but great goodness it's good to hear. The string arrangement, his sexytype voice, the irony! It's beautiful. Meh.

But I'm telling you something, until you've heard Aretha Franklin sing The Lord's Prayer, you have not heard anything. It made me cry. So there.

I had to blog, b/c Andrew Bird is so shockingly good. And yes, I'm aware of how Writing Sems it is to like Andrew Bird. Shutup,Joe.

Wedding Rehearsal today. Have to go by work and pick up my check, which means seeing Chris, which is awkward because he's unable to normally interact with a girl if he thinks she's interested in him, which I'm not really, in the way he thinks. But ah well. Last time I ever have to go to that Lucky. Although, as I told her, I'm still going to occasionally bring lattes to my lovely Miss Demi.

Also: If you're reading this and just lurking about and neverever comment (*cough* Red *cough*) lemme know. Leave a quick comment or somethin'.

Love. H.