there are very few things that make me stop moving. stop breathing. stop thinking... earthquakes... and hummingbirds.I prefer the hummingbirds. since the chance of death is much lower.the last (1, 2..) three times I have seen these flying instruments, it has been < dramatic pause > sort of surreal. I have the tendency to move A to Z in life with focus and large blindspots. so when I say I see hummingbirds... truthfully..?.. they see me.they zip in to my line of sight and freeze where I stare. like they were just flying along, minding their own business when all of a sudden<<... GASP! ITS A KATHLEEN! WOW. COOL. LET ME STARE AT HER FOR A LITTLE WHILE BEFORE I MOVE ALONG ...>>>to me - it almost feels like a sort of 'last breath' experience. this is it - make it good.in other news......alka seltzer used to taste better. at least, I think it did....there was a crow convention in front of my house at 4pm. I never want to see that again....I think I have a new addiction.
all things expire.
the daily California earthquakes are reminding me of that. they are also reminding me that I should stock up on water, canned goods, batteries, and fashionable clothing. because, I want to at least slowly die in style.
but what would be worse than dying in an apocalyptic world wearing granny panties, a striped turtleneck, and that old pair of american eagle jeans that are slightly too short and no longer complimenting?
my Zen batteries running out of juice.
(for all you iPod's, a Zen is a mp3 player that is far superior)
death to tunes?! without my Hot Chip, my Santogold, my Air, my XX, my Dirty Projectors, my Lykke Li, my Karen Oh...
I mean, that is simply too many roles of fame for me to take over for my own amusement. let us be realistic. I can only assume - at most - 3 musical personas at any point in time. even if that point in time is the END of time and microphones are no longer in existence.
< * if I sing in a Magic Mic device that has no battery juice remaining, will I still make noise? >
I digress.
the earth is shaking. and my instinct tells me to freeze and quit breathing every time it happens. I am pretty sure this is the wrong thing to do. but, I will stick to my instinct...
and hope there isn't a quake that is over 2 minutes long.
in other news...
...Dear Justin Beiber, you want to give your girl everything she needs? How about a protractor, 5 folders, a magnetic mirror for her locker, and a bookmark. (but it's ok, I still like you)
...stress zits are 0% fun and 100% stressful.. thus turning in to a never ending cycle
...new unrealistic 2010 goal? be in a Lady Gaga music video
