Today, My Heart Swings   

now that we're into the month of may, things are swiftly - and happily - coming together for my almost-week in vancouver, from saturday the 16th until thursday the 21st. gonna be staying with west-coast sister melissa at her lovely little pad on west 4th (and we are ridiculously excited to see each other in the way that only giddy girlfriends can be), going right out to see that aformentioned kills/horrors show at the commodore that very night, then spending the following five days hanging, chilling, writing, reflecting, visiting old friends (leora! delna! take 5 peeps past and still-present!), gorging myself on sushi, and soaking up the vancouver vibe. then it'll be off to kingston for three days to see home and family (and leonard cohen), and back to work refreshed and revitalized on the 25th. so excited to have something awesome to look forward to!

notice, however, that the excitement does not extend to the fact that i have to get on a plane once more. or, more accurately, thrice more. the longer i go between flights, the more of an aversion to flying my psyche builds up. it makes me uncomfortable in ways i can't describe properly.

also of note: today marks my one-year anniversary of coming home for good, complete with movie-like scene of walking through the arrival gate at the airport and jumping into the arms of a boy. good times. hooray for may 1st!

continuing with the vancouver theme, here's a fun little story about vancouver metaller thor capitalizing on the canucks' victory in the nhl playoffs. you just gotta respect -- especially after you watch the couple videos at the end. (my father's in vancouver right now, by the way, and he says it's like mass chaos in the city right now with flags everywhere and people losing their shit over the 'nucks. can't wait to go join in!)

the man himself, rick astley speaks on the rickroll phenomenon. it's good to know he at least has a sense of humour about the horror that was the new-wave 80s. (i'd like to think depeche mode does too -- seriously, just go to youtube and check out any of that retro footage)

d'awwww, russell brand is sad to not get invited to morrissey's birthday party. what, is russell not a vegetarian or something? because god knows it'd be a bad idea to show up smelling like barbeque -- we all know how that turns out.

lily allen takes a vow of celibacy - to help her music. didn't katy perry pull the same pr stunt? didn't amy winehouse? young female singers need to come up with a few new schticks for publicity. (then again, it seems like the media loves to take a few sentences and blow them completely out of proportion...such is my freelance job as music journalist, even though i've always tried to avoid that side of it)

didn't we just see this a little while ago, but it was called the "brit box"? i guess there's just no end to the need for compilations of retro british rock music. (personally, i prefer to make my own free compilations using that fancy program called "limewire". mmmm, tastes like music piracy!)

passed on to me by amanda (i'd been hearing about it all week, but she was convincing enough to make me finally check it out): texts from last night. man, keep these random and hilarious meme websites coming. it's exactly the kind of weird, stupid humour that cracks my shit up.

yeah okay, that's gotta be it for now -- busy day, busy night, busy weekend ahead. hurrah!

[ music | hot hot heat, "bandages" ]