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›comments[1] ›all comments ›post #18 ›bio: katie ›bio: victoria ›perma-link ›12/16/2004 ›11:00 ›archives ›first post ›that week |
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Art Colony: Christmas Mix Thursday, December 16, 2004 › by victoria  TOP SECRET MUSIC for b.f.'s dj CD mix... well, I studied last night (psychology) while he was sitting at the laptop mixing things up a bit, but then I fell asleep, woke up again, and then he took off the headphones and said "Okay, now what music should I use in my mix?" Apparently this new club that he's making the demo for doesn't allow hip-hop/rap, so luckily we're eclectic music listeners and we were able to come up with a stack of cool CDs for him to mix up, which include (I'm doing my best to remember the artists here...Cds with an * I bought for him, Cds with an ~ he gave to me, Cds with an = are just his,Cds with a + are mine) --Marilyn Manson= --Nine Inch Nails= --Thievery Corporation= --Verve Remixed2* --Lemonjelly* --Joseph Nothing~ --Squarepusher= --Aphex Twin~ --Panjabi MC+ --Mint Royale* --Hotel Costes 6* --pLUSH+ --Murgatroyd Trio+ --Handsome Boy Modeling School+ and probably some other stuff, but the stack of discs itself is pretty high, so hopefully that will go alright. B.f. is a bit low on morale right now, which makes me really sad. Well, I can list a couple of reasons why (I'm guessing, but I think it's fairly accurate) 1.) He's really worried about getting a job. I'm nervous about it too, but I'm not going to let it show as far as I'm able. I really, REALLY hope and pray that he gets a moderately pleasant, okay-paying job, anyplace, in time for Christmas, that's the main thing that I want for Christmas. 2.) He hasn't been sleeping well, because our Ikea bed is too damn small (i bet you're laughing, and I guess it's pretty funny, but not to him). He's about 6 feet, 2 inches tall and I'm about 5 feet 7 inches tall, and I am very peripatetic while I sleep. So I'll end up talking/mumbling in my sleep, and moving my arms and legs around. He says he ends up sleeping on the edge of the bed, and so when he wakes me up and says that he needs more space, I move over to my edge of the bed, but then I don't have any blankets/comforter so then we end up with "Comforter-Wars"...and so he's probably down because he hasn't been sleeping well. Damn ikea bed--the wooden slats that hold up the mattress are always moving around as well so you'll wake up with this weird empty-space that makes it seem like the bed wants to eat you, rather creepy. BUT I think that we have something really nice to be happy about. I got home from work yesterday and encountered my parents (not at all pleasant) but they were dropping off some more of my stuff for me, and my mom kept on trying to pursuade me to come back home, it was rather creepy in a way and I said "no!", anyways, I ring the buzzer for Apt. and b.f. comes down and helps me carry up the stuff and inside the apartment it's... Christmas? His mom, and sister, and even his dad (!) had sent us Christmas presents and candy and surprises. It was great. They were beautiful gifts, all around, and there was a box for me from "[his mom, sister and dad]". It was wrapped in angel wrapping paper, and inside the box there was a pretty beaded mirror-thingy, a bottle of Victoria's (grin) Secret love spell perfume, and a small blown-glass angel with a gold harp. (B.f. says that the angels mean that his mom thinks I'm an angel, which is really sweet). B.f. got a really sinister Spongebob Squarepants toy which, if you squeeze it really hard, the eyeballs pop out. Plus it makes scary noises--I.E., Spongebob 'talks' to you--when you punch it. And if you stop punching it, and just put it on the floor for a while, Spongebob will pretend to be quiet, but then start talking again. VERY scary! Plus his mom sent him some new thermal underclothes (v. important in Wisconsin), a new shirt, and tons of candy (he was eating York Peppermint Patties like no tomorrow). And his younger sister sent him a picture of herself in a cute frame, which I thought was adorable, personally. So it kind've looks like happy Christmas chaos in our apartment right now! I just hope his deejaying works out well, and he gets a call-back from at least 2 of the people he dropped applications off to, because that would make it a VERY merry Christmas for me/him/us, and then I'd be able to get at least a few presents for the people in my life who really deserve them. Well, ideally, in an ideal world, I'd buy presents for... >B.f.: in my dreamworld of Christmas plenty, I'd get him a real record turntable because he'd LOVE one! >Robin: I'd want to buy her a BIG DVD box set of "Aliens" because we both love those movies and it would make her really happy >Jill: I'd have to get her something really cool, something unique and fun and intelligent. Maybe the Box set of Season One of "The Office" because the humor is just too witty to be believed (I wish they still showed it on PBS) >Advisor: Deserves something really cool just for being a bastion of cool-ness at my university. Gift certificate to a bookstore, or something fun from American Science & Surplus. I mean, she's actually told me that it's very important that I write on Happyrobot for the therapeutic value of it! >Katie: I'd want to get her something really cool as well. Maybe a nice bottle of wine, or something classy. >B.f.'s Mom, Sister and Dad: Actually, we've had these gifts sitting in the apartment since August because I really wanted to go to his family reunion in Iowa and he wanted me to come along too, but then my parents (surprise!) nixed the idea, so the presents are still sitting around here. So we should mail them to CA, right? except I didn't get anything for his dad, so that will be tricky. >Happyrobot people: a big box of those liquer-filled chocolates from germany. Or something nice like that. Anyways, that was a long post but I hope you all liked it. I've got an hour left at work, then I get to go and try to arrange an internship, and tomorrow I'm hoping to sell a few of my books back for some $$$ :). Hopefully! |
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