Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Literacy Problems

Words I haven't ingested correctly recently:

1) At Rite-Aid, I thought I saw a box that said "Age-check." I thought, hey, that's a cool idea. But it actually said "Accu-check," and was a pregnancy test. But an age check could be a helpful thing, I guess. Sometimes I forget.

2) Walking by an ad for a Yale School of Drama production, I read: "What is your wildest dream? Tell us!" and then right below it: "Pregnant." I thought, wait what? That can't be right -- I leaned in closer, and it was an ad for Ibsen's Peer Gynt.

3) This is not so much a reading thing as it is a brain thing: in class this morning, we were discussing Freud's Mirror Phase. For some reason, every time anyone said it, I kept thinking they were saying "Freud's Mirror Face." You know, like:

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Playlist Evolutions

It seems I only blog when I should be doing other things. I think it's great that way.

Tonight, trying to get my business together before leaving town once again (haven't seemed to be able to spend more than 5 days at a time in New Haven since I've been back), some girls (now one boy, Sass), came over for work/play. The playlist and its phases give complete insight into our lives. You'll notice a few repeat plays:

MUSICAL PHASE / WHAT WILL MAGGIE DIRECT?
-The Wiz: Ease on Down the Road (Sampled from iTunes)
-The Wiz: No Bad News (Sampled from iTunes)
-Guys and Dolls: If I Were A Bell (Sampled from iTunes)
-Guys and Dolls: Adelaide's Lament (Sampled from iTunes)

TRANSITION
-Kanye West: Golddigger
-Michael Jackson: Beat It
-Janet Jackson: Someone to Call My Lover

MIMS LIKE THIS, FEAT. SOPHIA "LIKE THIS?" DANCE
-Mims: Like This

LIL KIM
-Lil Kim: The Jump Off
-Lil Kim: Magic Stick (Feat. 50 Cent)

PETER GABRIEL
-Peter Gabriel: Salisbury Hill
-Peter Gabriel: Misc.

LIKE THIS REPRISE
-Mims: Like This

RECAPTURING THE MAGIC
-LL Cool J: Doin It
-Lil Kim: The Jump Off
-Foxy Brown Feat. Jay Z: I'll Be

My life otherwise: our bathroom is falling apart. The wall hook thing from Bed Bath and Beyond on the back of the door lost its grip and all of our blowdryers, combs, hair straighteners, hair curlers, gels and mousses are sprawled on the tile. My scale is broken. I rearranged my room by myself and then pushed it back to the way it was, so nobody noticed. I lost my right slipper but refuse to stop wearing the left one. Boys worry me. This is how I want to spend Valentine's Day:


And that's the news.