Indeedy I am.

I am going to see Dengue Fever at Central Park Summerstage next weekend with Tad. Selling subscriptions and getting people’s emails. We’ll supposedly be sitting pretty beneath a tent right by the stage. So to all the stalkers out there, you now know where to find me.

I gave Natalia Clavier’s Nectar a listen the other day. Ain’t so bad. I mean, I really expected the thing to be mellow and girly…and it didn’t disappoint in that regard. I felt like lighting some candles and taking a bubble bath or something. Instead, I just sorta lay there on my bed and by the album’s end, my drooping eyelids closed on their own as I fell into a deep contented slumber.

No, it’s a good CD, I swear. I just gotta work on aptly conveying that.

You know what show I really like? I Survived a Japanese Game Show. Fucking genius. Culture clash at its funniest. I’m not usually into game shows, but this one’s different. It makes us Americans look like complete dolts. The things they’ll do for money…dressing up like bugs and launching themselves onto a dartboard; binging on mochi balls while on a treadmill…Genius, man.

So a few days ago I was shown the layout of my Sa Dingding Buzz piece in the next GR issue on China. And I nearly passed out; it was that magnificent. It looked so…professional. Okay, yeah, it was professionally done, but I imagine this is how someone looking into a mirror after major plastic surgery would feel. Like, Woah, that’s me?! Cool, I’ll take it! Like that. Totally made my day.

On an unrelated note, Coldplay’s Viva la Vida is coming out in 4 days and I can’t sleep just thinking about it. They released the full-length album online and I’m currently digging the title track (which is amazing), and even though by the end of this night I would have had listened to the whole CD, I’m still buying the it on the 17th to support my favorite Brit lads. Feels like it’s been forever since X&Y.

On yet another unrelated note, I finally purchased Wonder Boys, starring Michael Douglas and Tobey Maguire– a movie I’ve watched 5 years ago and totally fell in love with and never saw again because it was a library copy. Which is why I buy everything now. Which is why I’m poor.

So the new Death Cab for Cutie CD is pretty fanfuckingtastic. In fact, I dare say it’s sheer genius. I’ve been alternating between “Cath,” “I Will Possess Your Heart,” “Your New Twin-Sized Bed,” and “Grapevine Fires” nonstop. The former is especially heartbreaking.

I want to marry Ben Gibbard.

Today wasn’t the chippest of days, but while walking home, my neighbor’s orange cat came out and let me pet it, which was very nice of it because it could’ve just stayed inside and snuggled with its owners.  Maybe I’ll be a cat lady one day. They understand me when no one else does.