Obsessed with this song today. Now it's your (nobody's) turn:




And yes, I know I'm two years behind on the hip factor. I just don't care enough.

here's Casiotone for the Painfully Alone's cover of Prince's "When you were mine:"

It's kind awesome. And how I feel right now.

Or everyday that I'm not travelling and/or sleeping during the day from work Challenge.

My Facebook has been infiltrated with people doing this "challenge" of posting a good song everyday for a month.

I'm gonna do it here, because I don't need judgmental assholes making me feel like my taste in music is not up to par.

Today, marks Day #1.

I say, start it out with a beautiful Al Green song that I discovered last year when I was incredibly hung over at work and trying to make it through the shift. Without any more interruptions, I'll let you enjoy this one as well:




I was walking down the street really stoned a few days ago and I remembered how much I loved this song. Also, walking in NYC by yourself stoned listening to Al Green is the BEST!!!!!!!!

you should be obsessed with it too.

It's been four months. New York, you've been good to me.

Here's this song, because Conway Twitty and Loretta Lynn together is just MAGIC!



I kind of wish I lived in 1965 and was in a weird relationship a somewhat famous country singer. Imagine biopic that would come out of that!

Oh wait. There's always room for one more of those.


I was born in the wrong time period.

About time.



What I want to see this season:
1) MORE JOAN! Please! Her shitty husband dies in Vietnam. She falls in love with the real man of her dreamz.
2) Peggy-Pete awkward tense sexual moments FTW.
3) Betty: GTFO
4) "How can you live in another man's dirt?" -Henry Francis' mom FTW
5) I'll slap you any day of the week with my brassiere on, Don Draper.




Song from the first episode, thank you ONTD:

New Nurse Alex?

Maybe. It's only be a month. Holy fuck, it's already been a month. Where does time go?!?!?

Here's my HelloOoOoOoOoOoOo New York song:





I'm obsessed with The Rolling Stones. Hopefully my obsession with New York comes next.


OH! Vacation planned!

Fall in New York for a bit, maybe a tattoo or two as well.
JFK-->ATX for Fun Fun Fun! Fest.
ATX--->SFO for Grace and Rob's wedding!
SFO--->JFK to start working again, hopefully.

To say goodbye to San Francisco.

Right there. That was the moment.


I suddenly realized that if something didn't change soon, I was going to live a life where my major relationship would be with a bottle of wine and I finally would die fat and alone and be found 3 weeks later half eaten by wild dogs. Or I was about to turn into Glenn Close in "Fatal Attraction."



My heart's hurting right now. All I want to do is cry. I want someone amazing around to tell me I'm making the right decision but such a person doesn't exist here. Will New York be different or will I continue to be disappointed?


Am I that big of a fool that no one dares to touch me with a ten foot pole?

Every woman since Blondie formed in 1975 need to thank this Deborah Harry for paving the path to total bad ass domination.



Dear Deborah Harry,

I want to personally thank you for being so fucking rad so the rest of us mere mortals didn't have to try so hard.

Sincerely,

Alexandra Avril Raether