Daily Archives: October 16, 2008

you look like you could have some fun, even better, you look like i could be the one.

Posted by Peanut St. Cosmo on

greetings kids. tonight, peanut has decided to reflect. reflect long and hard (hah) on the struggles of dating. it’s not easy. finding that one person that makes time fly by for and when you’re away from, makes you just want to go back near them. yak.

real dating is more like this or this or maybe even this? mmmmm. point, it sucks. what do you do when it sucks? you take yourself out on a date! a few pluses: you will enjoy your own company. if not, wtf is your malfunction?  also, no arguing over the check! no getting jealous when you check out someone else!

 

they just look cold! i was going to offer them my jacket!

they just look cold! i was going to offer them my jacket!

and lastly, no trying to get out of the date early, because this person just plain sucks. so tonight, i ventured out on a lovely night. not too warm, and not too cold and walked down the street to have some sushi with my book and ipod.

of course there is a stigma attached with dining alone. 

 

not so romanic....

not so romanic....

i didn’t so much mind it. once you get past your hostess asking you how many in your party, you replying “one,” and her confused look….it’s off to sake land you go! you get some pitying looks for other people. maybe it’s the people that are out on a date they shouldn’t be on because one of them is married. the gay couple looking on at you, wondering if you’re registered to vote and what is your stance on prop 8, and then the mother (that has been and maybe still wishes she was in your shoes) with her two kids…

 

this is the cavity those monsters came from......

this is the cavity those monsters came from......

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all in all, i was great. i ordered exactly what i wanted, drank as much sake as i wanted as i was fo sho not getting date raped later, and enjoyed my book.

let’s just say kids, the night’s not over. there may be toys here. i have a netflix to watch, some bedroom chocolates to consume, etc etc….some things are left behind closed doors. pervert. 

 

seriously, this is a private moment....

seriously, this is a private moment....

so i leave you with a few fun things…..

opening friday! sweet baby bush!

the heavy. because if you have more of it, you don’t need less of it.

and just for fun….

sometimes i just can’t help myself. goodnight, lovaaahs…..

Counterforce In the Afternoon: Just Like Heaven

Posted by mariamargarita on

BritPop week continues, whether you like it or not. Let’s continue our tour of London.

There are a lot of museums in London and for the most part, they are all free (their government actually values their citizens obtaining cultural literacy and being able to visit museums without worrying about a huge donation fee, fancy that!). If you are interested in remaining friends with the person you are traveling with (and lord knows, I wasn’t), you will only attempt to visit two because they are the only ones worth going to. The first, the National Gallery of Art. It’s old art, so there’s a lot of creepy giant paintings of women, like this one:

Kitchen Scene with Christ in the House of Martha and Mary', probably 1618

Sunflowers by Van Gogh is also here and you should see it here and NOT in Amsterdam. You probably think it’d be a totally awesome idea to check out Van Gogh while tripping on shrooms. How wrong you are, little traveler. See it here. The National Gallery is a big, cavernous, echo-ey space with so many intricate, larger than life pieces that were so painstakingly done, when you walk out, you feel a little spaced out, a little high, the way I feel when I hear this Cure song…

The Cure, How Beautiful You Are

You can have your very own independent movie with dreary, old architechture London in the background to that song. When you keep walking, and walking, and walking only to be caught in the motherfucking rain once again, here’s what to do: you find a pub, you get a cottage pie and a beer (if you order a cocktail, they will make you mix it. If I wanted to make my own drink, I would have stayed in my hotel room and watched Skins!) and you pretend to be totally into the soccer game everyone else is watching. It kind of sucks, to be stuck in this stupid pub, but hey, you’re on an international vacation. Suck it up, partner. You are very, very lucky:

The Verve, Lucky Man

If you’re going to hit up another museum in town, make it the Tate. The Tate is modern art, so by its very definition, full of bullshit, but the building itself is really fucking cool: it’s a renovated power station. My favorite piece? Jackson Pollock’s Summertime 1948. I even hate to put this pathetic picture in this post, but this up close is the reason you even bother to deal with a museum.

Most people are so used to seeing reproductions that to see something like this upclose, not that re-print you bought at the poster sale your freshman year, makes dealing with getting here worth it. And Tower Bridge is super close. Seeing a Pollock up close and Tower Bridge, such iconic London will get you out of your rain induced malaise and almost make you forget the dollar is worth 50 cents. Yay!

Republica, Ready To Go