Mini Post 2

As always, music is the gateway to my fashion sense.  Here's today's inspirations.

Anna Sui

and the shoes I would do anything for...Prada

Now I need

a)money

b)somewhere to look nice [get me out of Ann Arbor!]

Mini Post 1

I'm going to start having mini-posts with interesting tid bits, pictures, and others of the sort.

Quote of the week: "Yeah, I remember that Creed video where he was wandering around Mordor..." [by Chops as we youtubed the shit out of good and bad music from our youth.]

My favorite movie site is back up.  Http://www.watch-movies-links.net is God sent, seriosuly.  Check it out.

I think I've been inspired to choose a summer look from this amazing weather Ann Arbor has been experiencing.

Last summer, these were some inspirations...

  

[Mary-kate Olsen and Sienna Miller]

now I'm thinking along these lines...

 

[vintage dress and hat and Brigitte Bardot in "Le Mépris"]

In the meantime, I'll be watching these blasts from my past...

anddddd... [funniest.video.ever.]

"I am surrounded by a million opportunities."

Well, well, well...who could have predicted it would have taken so long to write another post?  Oh, right.  Myself and everyone who knows me well.  Shite...well, here it is!  

First, I would love to mention the title of this post.  It's a lyric from one of my very own friends, Shane Tripp.  His album is finished, available for download, and utterly brilliant.  Check it out on http://www.myspace.com/traneshipp .  Do it, or I will shave your back with a rusty tin can like sheets of papyrus [If you don't know, I've become a fan of the ever-so-comedic Patton Oswalt recently].  I'm so proud of him [Shane...not Patton]; he is definitely someone who deserves some success.  We're all rooting for you, Shane!  I can't wait for CDs to be printed so I can sell them at his Halfass show!

Alright, well, obviously this semester I have new classes.  For my Spanish readings course, I'm taking Tango in Argentina.  It sounds like I get to grope all over Antonio Banderas all day like Brad Pitt in Interview With a Vampire [I would probably only grope him as a vampire now thinking about it...], but on the contrary.  I sit and listen to Mabel speak a storm of Spanish about Argentinean politics in the 1940's.  Sorry Antonio, maybe later.

Next on the agenda is Practical Botany aka the only reason I'm not suffering from Season Depression.  Besides two lectures a week, every Tuesday I have a 3.5 hour lab in a well-stocked green house.  When I see my daffodils sprouting, I feel like a mother watching her children reach adolescence, and a sweet tear of pride flows down my quivering cheek.  By that, I mean I get slightly excited and slip a smile, but it is a nice experience to get my hands dirty in a warm area [that's what she said...AND YES, I can t.w.s.s. myself, fool].

Greek, Medieval, and Biblical Literature Compared to Modern Film is next.  For a teacher, I have my very own Mr. Rogers.  Classes are mainly just discussing what we've been reading, and every Wednesday we get to watch interesting movies in our own private tiny movie theatre room.  Plus, there's only 5 students in the class.  Admit your jealous of my cuddly old man who likes movies...ADMIT IT!

Women's studies is a hot and cold class.  Lectures and reading assignments are pretty dry, but our section meetings are usually quite interesting.  Plus, I have a tiny crush on my section GSI.  I can help it, I think I have a awkwardly-charming-female complex, and I just melt.  For class, we're assigned to create an activism project, and guess who created a main project?  Me!  Well, I invented the activism topic anyhow.  Ann Arbor better get ready to socialize misexuality with concentrations in gender roles and sexual [or non-sexual] empowerment.  I couldn't be any happier to spread the misexual word.  I only wish Brandon was here, proudly wearing a dress, to help me.  Ladies, gentlemen, and those who don't identity with either of those, get out your fishnets and fake mustaches, and join the misexual bandwagon [chronic masturbators, this is not the group you were looking for, that's misexyself].

Second semester has been a mix of emotions in general.  Oh how I miss my perfect group of Grand Rapids friends.  Living in another town makes me realize on a grander level how lucky I am to have such a loyal and kind-hearted group of friends.  I hope I'll be able to visit GRap soon.  I feel like I'm a car that runs of love, and I'm starting to get a little low on juice.  I miss Tonya's affectionate "Courtney!" when I walk in the door.  I miss Ben's "Oh, hello Coco!" when I run greet him.  I miss Brandon's bear hugs that seem to last a lifetime, but never long enough.  I miss how when I hug Shane my head fits just under his head for a perfect fit.  I miss Brady's little bursts of laughter.  I miss Joe's impromptu skits.  The rest of you are okay too [just kidding, I miss you all greatly, I just have to go to class in a bit].  The GRap group gave me the best summer of my life, and I can't wait until the next one.

I'm slowly but surely taking over booking for the EQMC, and I feel a mix of excitement, responsibility, and a smidgen of anxiety.  If you have nothing to do tonight, come to the Halfass for the Lightning Love, Carjack, and Champions of Breakfast show.  We're trying to get our 3rd sold out show in a row!  Come show your support for local music, or come to prey on the "hott" audience members [or the generic indie snobs, if that's what you're into...I won't judge....I lie].

On a little side note, if you're feeling lonely due to Valentine's Day, I would love to be your Valentine.  All of you.  Can we just be a collective Valentine?  Like, Animal Collective, but less dance and more hugging.

I love you all like my own children, or at least as much as my daffodils.

Contact me for a Valentine request.

Cuddles,

Coco

I leave you with this completely irrelevant picture of baby Platypuses, or colloquially speaking, Puggles.