Yes, there were early signs that she was going to be a multi-platinum selling rock star. In graduate school she was known for composing extremely moving songs that were so immediate to everyday life that it seemed like they spoke to each and every heart. Some early titles included the up-tempo heavy metal song,

"My Roommate Stole My Fucking Frying Pan (And I Have to Walk All The Way Downstairs to Get It Back)";

the bitter, mocking ballad,

"Could You Possibly Drive Any Slower?";

and in her first German album,

"Ich Habe Kein Regenschirm",

which was rumored to have been composed when she was forced to walk all the way from the Alfred Wegener Polar Institut fur Polar und Meeresforschung to the train station, in the rain, without an umbrella.

Don't forget her runaway cross-over pop hit, the seminal "If I Don't Get To (You Don't Get to Either, BITCH!)".
» ranor on 2007-05-17 09:05:46

Le sigh.
I came back home from 'Buxing to take a break and watch The Office. I'd go back to Starbucks afterwards (Tyler IS closing tonight) but what's the point? They close too early here (10:00). I miss the Starbucks in fucking LaVerne that always stayed open until midnight, and even then, the drive thru was 24 hours.

3:40 am green tea frap run while studying for Cell Bio... so Dickensian--"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times."--so fucking true.

And I'm so frustrated at the moment because I can't even have my 10 minute clove escape here. So I'm craving and I'm going to try to make it through the night. Because tomorrow--well, after the presentation--there's Michael and Kristi and maybe Linh and lots of alcohol and camaraderie et cetera, et cetera, et fucking cetera.

UGH.

This probably should have been an e-mail.


» ranor on 2007-05-17 11:00:32

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