R.I.P. Hipster Runoff

Today, or actually the other day, marks the end of an era. Carles is officially retired from Hipster Runoff. The blog that I have obsessively read and lived by for years is over. Mike is the new editor and blogger for HRO, but he is just not the same. It lacks Carles' wit and outlook on life. I have already unsubscribed from the mailing list. Mike does not impress me. What will be the new Hipster Runoff? I am disappointed.

My favorite HRO post of all time, "Feeling both hornie and conceptual" makes me laugh every time I read it. I love when Carles has posts like this, that have nothing to do with music, fashion, altbros and altthings.

"I am in a weird mood this weekend. I feel like seeing some avant garde art/music/performances, but at the same time, I feel like doing something that objectifies women, like going to a strip club or something.

Part of me really wants to discover a new underground buzzband that is more authentic than Animal Collective/Karen O
but another part of me just wants to see some alternative titties.

Part of me wants to go to a meaningful art space and enjoy a night where people challenge reality
but the other part of me feels like ‘artists are bullshit people who want attention’, similar to tweens on youtube.

Part of me wants to see Tom Morello with a bunch of sweet Effectz Pedals,
but a bigger part of me wants to see a woman on all-fours without a shirt on with sweet pedals.

Part of me wants huge titties in my face
but another part of me wants lil authentic titties in my face.

Part of me wants to experience the night sober
but another part of me wants to ‘get mad fucked up.’

Part of me wants to ‘get drunk’ off miscellaneous beverages
but another part of me wants to detox with Rice Dream/ Silk / Soy Milk.

Part of me wants to see MGMT this weekend
but part of me wants to just see this broad this weekend, then send her a friend request 2 her weirdo myspace.

I am not sure which part of me will win. I am not sure who I am any more. I am not sure why I do anything any more.

What r u doing this weekend?

I feel like I need 2 get back 2 my roots, and search for the perfect alternative breasts
http://www.hipsterrunoff.com/t/perfect-alternative-breasts"

Sunday, November 29 - I want to live in Riverside

Back at Sweet Briar. Not stoked, as usual.

The other night while I was hanging out at John's with Emma, I realized how badly I want to live in Riverside. John lives in a little garage apartment, two rooms, small kitchen, but it is perfect. As I was leaving, I was walking down the stairs and a bunch of people my age walked out of the lower apartment and walked down the street. I want that. I want to live in a little apartment in Riverside. I want to work and have fun. Not worrying about the real world or school or anything. Working at the Cummer or JMOCA, hanging out at night. Walking to Kickbacks and 5 Points. That sounds absolutely perfect to me. I don't want to go straight to grad school and Tenet right after school. I want to live. I feel like I don't do anything. There is nothing to do in Virginia. When I am in Florida I am still living with my mom. So I have barely had the chance to make poor choices or truly live. I am reading the book "One Fifth Avenue," about all of the residents in New York's most coveted address. I realized that's how College Street is with people like me and my age. Those of us that loiter around Riverside after hours. College Street, between Cherry and Margaret, is amazing. That's all there is to it. Every time I am home, and visiting Colton or any of friends that live over there, it hit me like a stack of bricks. Its a really weird longing. In my mind, living there equals LIVING, and that's all there is to it.

I'm sure this post makes no sense and it is horribly repetitive, but, the point is:

I want to live in Riverside.

Friday, November 27 - Black Friday

I spent Black Friday siting on my couch, in my PJs, with my mom, watching real Housewives of New Jersey. Horribly lazy day, but it was nice. Marsha and Granny brought us left overs for lunch. Yum.

I went to Lillian's with Jarrett tonight. Every time I see him he is different. He is all muscle now, its crazy. He and Heather have been together for almost 6 months, and that is the longest I have ever known him to be in a relationship. My little youngin Jayriot is growing up.

I asked him how is THanksgiving was ans he said it was horrible. I pointed out it couldn't have been worse than Thanksgiving two years ago, when he spent Thanksgiving in jail... Apparently he would have traded going to jail for a day again than relive yesterday. Lots of family drama there. Family drama was all over today. Talked to Corbett when I woke up. Apparently his parents were fighting first thing this morning. No good.

I went from Lillians to Kickbacks with Emma and John. Emma was having some horrible back pain so we left and I went to get her some heating pads from Walgreens. We hung out at John's for a bit until se felt better and I came home.

David Horvitz had a new tumblr post, to make a video of yourself sitting with your eyes closed for 1:22. I did it, uploaded it, took a shower, and when I came back, he had made a video himself and posted it as a video response to my own video. I am thrilled. My video posted at KateListens and I will post his as well tomorrow.

Sleepysleepysleepy Kate. Possibly seeing Kevin tomorrow. Hopefully.

Thursday, November 26 - Thanksgiving, Pearl

This morning Liam and I woke up early and went to go pick up our mom from Mandarin, where she ran a half marathon with Traci and Josie. We didn't get to watch her finish, but it was packed. I wouldn't think there would be so many people willing to wake up at the crack of dawn on Thanksgiving to run 13 miles.

we went over to Marsha's house and spent the day cooking and entertaining. Met some family members I didn't know about as well. One was named Lenny, and he reminded me of Lennie from Of Mice and Men. I won him over by showing him how to proberly open a handle of scotch.

After we ate I went to lay down for a few minutes, and woke up about 4 hours later and everyone was gone. Eeeh.

Corbett and AJ and I went to the Pearl tonight. I have never gone without Jenn, and it was weird but nice to just go with a bunch of guys. It was more laid back and I was able to just hang out and people watch. Going to an all girls school I have forgotten how nice it is to just be with guys. There were a bunch of random people there, including Jaclynn (joy).

After we left the Pearl we went to WaHo for some late night/early morning hashbrowns. That was possible the high light of my Thanksgiving, food-wise. We dropped off AJ then went to Target to scope out the Black Friday lines. It was about 3 and already there were a bunch of people sitting outside.

Wednesday, November 25 - PVB, Casbah

Spent the day in Ponte Vedra. I think I am going to refer to today as "Blast from the Past" day. Ryan picked me up from Marsha's and we went out to lunch, and that was fun. I haven't seen him in a few years. We talked about everyone from Episcopal that I completely forgot about, including Alan, who I didnt think I would forget about. But, I did.

After lunch we had Petal's birthday dinner and that was delicious. Apparently AJ has started drinking again and I am worried about him. He didn;t look too good. We shall see what happens with him tomorrow. On the way home Liam randomly asked me "Why dont you hang out with Wyatt anymore?" Little jerk.

After we left the beach Emma came over and we went to the Casbah. We got there and put our name on the list and meandered about. We loitered in front of the Casbah for a bit and decided to walk down to Monty's. Matty was there and Emma went in to see him. I hung out outside, saw the Worsham boys and other people from Episcopal, when my phone buzzed. I looked at it. "Text from Guillermo." What. The. Fuck. "Don't know if you still have my number but I think ou just passed by me at the Casbah - Memo" Holy shit. I have not seen him since we briefly dated in my junior year of high school. Four years. So I talked to him for a bit and that was awkward. I had noticed Edgar, Alan's brother before, and I texted Ryan that he was there. I thought it was weird that I thought about Alan today for the first time in a long while then saw both his brother and cousin in one night. So after we talked to Memo for a bit AJ walked about, all 6'5 of him. Talked for a bit, then we sat down outside and smoked and drank for a good long while.

While we were sitting there, Emma's dad walked past our table. On a date. So she met this lady and that was interesting to watch. I was able to stay out of it, thank god.

Will came over from Monty's and hung out with us for a bit, I talked to AJ for a while, then we left.

I just found a box of awesome books in my garage and I am pretty excited. I got this book on H. H. Holmes years ago and never read it, thinking I had lost it, but that was in there. I salvaged it and I will read it tomorrow when I am sick of my family. Which will happen pretty quick...

Also, I love Heidi Montag, I think just because she is so much fun to hate, and so is her music. This song, along with all of them is just so damn catchy. I can' stop listening to it....

Tuesday, November 23

I was a lazy bum today. I got a hair cut and watched TV. And that is all I did.

Tonight I was supposed to hang out with Emma but she got too drunk at dinner. Hoorah. So I got to spend another night in. I don't do well when I have to sit at home. I ended up talking to Jenn on the phone for two hours about everything going on and that was nice. I havem't really talked to her in quite some time.

I watched too much TV today. I never watch TV. My brain is fried.

I love Fan Death, but this video is just weird.

Monday, November 23 - Blank

Today I woke up, drove my mom to St. Marks, went back to sleep. Woke up late for lunch with Corbett, didn't realize George was in my house, almost gave him a heart attack. Then went to lunch with Corbett. After lunch I felt like driving around, so I went through Avondale, Riverside, downtown, the industrial area around where TCT is. Drove past Thee Imperial and was reminded of everything I miss from the past few years.

Came home, fell asleep, went to pick up my mom and Liam, saw Mikey, came home and did nothing.

I made plans to hang out with Kevin tonight since I haven't seen him since August, but he didn't answer his phone and that really pissed me off. I really hate when people do that. I was getting over being pissed at him and I went to go hang out with some people. I wasn't sure where I was going and the person I was going to see wouldn't answer their phone when I was on their road so I aimlessly drove around for 20 minutes. So twice tonight someone's inability to answer their phone pissed me off.

In the few days that I have been home, there have been so many things to remind me of everything I have been upset about since last Thanksgiving. Today I got dressed to go to lunch with Corbett and I put on my Bum shirt, black pants, green sweater and black scart with my moccasins. I realized the last time I wore that exact outfit was the last time I went to Wyatt's house. Then today Liam found the Sin City disk I thought was lost. As I was trying to find a dropped earring I instead found the broken end of my pink flower earrings that I wore every day two summers ago. Today I drove past Thee Imperial and I remembered the last time I was there, for the Zeromus show. People not texting back. Guys being dumb. Being home in general. The black sweater I thought I had lost that randomly appeared in my closet yesterday. Even watching the Twilight the other night and having so many of the situations and character traits echo my own experiences. Everything is bringing back memories I would rather not ever deal with again. I have barely thought about it, for one year come January 8, and the past few days everything has made it all come back and I really hate it.