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Thursday, April 14, 2005
So I'm listening to this great song called "Mushaboom" by Feist (who before yesterday I'd never even heard of but now thanks to a mix from PMD I have) and I'm trying to figure out who they sound like (If you are capable of doing so, I recommend downloading the song right now; this post will make more sense if you do [Actually that's not true -- this post falls apart very soon and nothing will make it make sense. -Ed.].). I suggest aloud to some gather colleagues that there were hints of Joni Mitchell, but also maybe Billie Holliday. I further state that the closest analogue still evades me. But my coworker says that he hears hints of Madonna and Jewel. I respond that that is crazy, that there is no Madonna sound at all and that Jewel is a hack; that the song was too good to have Jewel's name mentioned within five minutes of listening to the song. My coworker staggers backward like a vampire cringing from a cross dipped in holy garlic water. Unfortunately, he wasn't joking.
This suggests to me an unsettling possibility: that there are actually people out there who like Jewel. My logic in making this inference is that if one person likes Jewel (barf barf barf) there must be at least some other people who feel similarly. And that mathematically speaking, if one of my eight coworkers liked Jewel, then fully 1/8 of the US population likes Jewel!! Oh! Ma! Fucking! Ggaaahh! My digits are bleeding this week. I went for my first ever manicure/pedicure on Tuesday, but I almost didn't go because on the Thursday previous I had sliced open my big toe with a razor blade while attempting to tame a rogue callus. Shut up, I know it's gross, but don't be a girl about it. Yes, I know I'm stupid. I know I shouldn't hack at my feet with razors. But you know how it is: big clump of dead skin staring at you, mocking you, making your shoes feel snug in the tootsies, and you KNOW IT'S DEAD and what business has dead skin got being on my foot? so you use the pumice stone after a long shower, but it doesn't really do the job, and then you remember that other foot tool someone gave you, that's got like sandpaper on one side and a like mini-cheese grater on the other, and you have at your foot for a goodly while with that too, but even with softened post-shower skin you don't really make the kind of dent you wanted to, and besides, who wants to cheese-grate their skin? so you open the tool box and grab a paint-scraper blade and slice and wow that was actually a blister, and that's oozing quite a bit, and I guess I'd better cut away some of that dead skin over that WOWOW OOUUUWUCH! Whoops. That's too deep. Ooh that's a lot of blood. Look at that, how it pools a little in the nail before it spills onto the floor? Hmm. Seems opaque, and a little... misty, this blood. La la la. Bleeding foot. SO ANYWAY my point is that I wasn't sure if I'd healed enough to have some avid Korean lady whaling away at my footflesh with her tools. But my fears appeared unfounded, and the pedicure was AWESOME. Just amazing. I went for the ridiculously priced "spa pedicure" which included a lot of exfoliation, a king's ransom of variously colored goo in unreassuringly unlabeled jars, a lot of soaking in the foot jacuzzi, and even a period where they put highly concentrated peppermint oil on my feet and wrapped them with Saran Wrap, which process burned like fuck. The manicure was kinda ho hum, but in related news I almost sliced the tip of my left middle finger off two hours ago. It sucks really hard to correct the typos created by a bandage-swathed digit that is involved in typing every single word in the fucktarded English language. Oh well. I'm sure you're all asking yourselves exactly how cutting my finger today had any relation to my writing a post yesterday, or to my not doing so. Well I'd say it was a pre-event sympathetic pain. I've got superficial wound ESP, paper-cut precognition. But now, post-injury, I'm going to stop, because it hurts like a muthahfeetch, you sonnamabeetch. 0 comments |
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