More Goodbyes

This weekend, after saying goodbye to Rebecky and Jesse, I also went to a farewell party for my friend Scott, who is leaving this weekend. After a long time of just thinking 'Yeah, yeah, he's leaving', it actually finally hit me this weekend - he's LEAVING! And I'm quite unexpectedly sad. He, my friend Sheri and I had a nice little single parents supper club going. It was really good to get the male perspective on being a single parent, and it definitely restored my faith in mankind to have a friend who is such an exemplary dad, and who doesn't think of his kids as a pain in the ass obstacle to his leading a swinging single bachelor life.

Michael and I made home-made ice-cream this weekend (yep, since you ask, I'm still trying to lose weight, but once again, my indolent, greedy nature wins over self control). I was like 'Dude - could you pick a more labor intensive recipe?', as it involved toasting hazlenuts, skinning them, chopping them, making nougat, crushing it, making custard, mixing them together, chilling over ice-water, freezing and (the hardest part) waiting for 24 hours before scarfing. It was pretty damn good though.

Pinky had some interesting things to say about keeping her (or is it his?) anonymity, but what I have encountered, is people who know me IRL almost always say 'Your blog surprised me; it shows a whole different side of you'. This really disturbs me; I think my blog is pretty much how I am, maybe a little more stylized because I can edit and stuff, but I think it reflects the non-libellous part of my inner monologue pretty accurately. Maybe it's just a by-product of being shy.

Here's the second of Michael's amazing CDs. Why did I not have a high school boyfriend like his, instead of getting all my sex-ed in one gulp as it were in college (errr... because I was completely socially awkward and oblivious perhaps?)

Michael's Second CD

Track	Artist	Comments
Deceptacon	Le Tigre	Get your groove on with the FTMs at the lesbian bar!
Evil	Ladytron	When I listen to Ladytron, I dream that I am one of the band members, and I become the coolest person on earth.
Absolute Beginners	The Jam	A band my high school boyfriend introduced me to. Along with oral sex.
Harmony	Clinic	If you listen to this song late at night with all the lights in your house turned off, you might be scared that someone with a knife is lurking in the basement waiting for you.
Hologram	The Comas	When I went to see this band for my 30th birthday, the lead singer told everyone to fuck off. I detest him, but love his music. A perfect song for anyone with dissociative disorder.
Losing Your Affection	Future Bible Heroes	I like the Future Bible Heroes better than the Magnetic Fields.
Only Love Can Break Your Heart	Saint Etienne	In college I regularly requested this dance song at the one gay bar in town. Who knew a Neil Young song could become such a groovetastic hit?
Take You On A Cruise	Interpol	It was hard to choose an Interpol song for this mix because I love so many Interpol songs, but this tune from their latest album holds a special place in my heart, despite its overtones of 70s-inspired fantasy a la Moody Blues.
Mosquito	The Bible	I have no fucking idea where this band came from or where the hell they went, but this song rocks at 500 rpms.
Free To Believe	Glee Club	I wish The Glee Club never broke up. One of those brilliant, moody 4AD bands with a siren-like singer.
Sunflower	Low	I own every Low album, but Things We Lost in the Fire is my fave. This opening track is sort of morbid, but lovely nonetheless.
Black Metallic	Catherine Wheel	When this played on the radio in 1991, I ran to the music store and bought the album. I still don’t understand what the hell it’s about (someone turning into a robot?), but isn’t it haunting?
Winning A Battle, Losing The War	Kings Of Convenience	Perfect theme song for a drizzly fall afternoon spent in bed.
As High As You Can Go	The Chameleons	Another group my high school boyfriend introduced me to. Along with KY-Jelly.
Thieves Like Us	New Order	Obligatory New Order song goes here.
There Is A Light That Never Goes Out	The Smiths	Morrissey, make me pregnant with your baby.
Tubular Belgians in My Goldfield	Departure Lounge	Departure Lounge, where I wave goodbye to Jesse and Rebecca, who I will miss more than words can say.