vee day

happy valentines day! here is my favorite arthur russell love song that's not that's us/wild combination. one time i got home while coming down from acid and this song was playing on blonded radio. we listened to it while we ate dinosaur egg oatmeal, and it was excellent. 

today i am celebrating the fact that the guys from the how to make an alt-j song video have confirmed that it is, in fact, a gay video. love is real but only for those two. mostly i'm just glad we don't have to deal with those comic sans valentines day cards any more. when i was 15 my internet girlfriend sent me like 20 of them printed out, along with 24 jonas brothers valentines cards for kids that she'd written different names on. no one does love quite like long-distance lesbian teens. 

(the other day i sent a playlist she made me of historic lesbian love songs to my boss to play at an event. adulthood and being professionally gay are both very weird)

this is my second valentines day no longer engaged; a strange thing that i am probably too open about, but whatever. this time last year i was in the deep throes of it, and now it's something i only (?) think about for like 10 minutes a day. i still had a dream about it last night though. 

i just finished danny lavery's book, which had some great lines but didn't really gel together for me, probably because i have no great knowledge of medieval scholarship or the bible. still, he talks about how he always felt like his body was a family resource, rather than his. 
what a perfect description of growing up with parents who tell stories of you in the public eye.

it's interesting to be a child of a public figure writing about motherhood/marriage/parenting just a few years before all the kids of mommy bloggers etc. there's so much more discourse around it now in a way i never saw when i was first starting to think about it. 

i used to have this patricia lockwood quote up in my studio that really sums it all up. 

anyway, happy valentines day. i hope no one is writing about you.