Finally something i have to blog about

Ok so im a retard who hasnt done her follow up blog for months. yep. well get over it and move on im doing my new years rez right now. blog. so today im going to type my thoughts on the mindblow album Chodependent by Margaret Cho. It is a comedy music album but any misgivings are rudely obliterated by the first chord of track one. A collaboration with the epicly gay Tegan and Sara is as beautiful as it is funny with a huge pile of poigancy. The video is pretty damn genius also. Tegans hair for a start is damn perfect. You will be chanting 'No more hugs till you give up drugs' for weeks if your mind is anything like mine.

Other highlights, of which this album is filled with include Hey Big Dog. A country duet between Margaret and her dog (sung by Fiona Apple). I defy anyone to not love this song.

Calling in stoned is highlarious!

Lesbian Escalation is also brilliant. As is Lice - Another epic video!

I think my personal favourite though as a lesbeau feminist lady is Gimme Your Seed. Just brilliant! ok so they r all pretty genius.

I'm struggling to find a filler in amoungst this collection and it is clear Cho who hadnt thought of singing until Cyndi Lauper told her she had a great voice and asked her 'why areeeent yaaaaa singgggginggggg' has produced a total gem. Learning the guitar inorder to perform a protest song she wrote against the mormon homophobes who funded prop 8 just a couple of years ago (if you dont know this please look it up on youtube as its funny, empowering and leaves your heart with a clear protective layer from the homophobes and American Goverment who continue to depress people of soul all over the world) it is clear Cho has a natural talent.

Above everything else, no matter how you feel, the events of your day or the suckiness of your life this album will leave you humming innappropriate songs about dicks and a tremendous smile on your face.

The first day of many if i dont get bored before then

I am trying to write a ode. i have never tried to write an ode until now. turns out its alot harder than keats makes it appear. i dont think i like capitals so im not going to use any. why is the sensation of a breeze so satisfying? i want to paint the view from my window right now, matching the purity of the blue sky and the eternal darkness of the sillouette of the trees blowing gently in the forgiving breeze. laura marling always makes me feel like i need to express things i didnt even know i felt before the song begun. cripes its summer already. were did the last year of my life go? what have i accomplished? this past year i read kathy griffin official bookclub selection, i played the part of a homeless unfit person on the steps of leeds town hall on a chilly but splendid october evening. i became a guide guider. i gave up facebook games because they are scarily addictive and a waste of ones life. i started a blog. is it egotistical to write a blog? do i believe my own thoughts worthy of others minds? if i felt no would that mean i had low selfesteem? it must be a yes as im writing it so does that mean i have high self esteem? or am i simply filling my evening making self involved ramblings? i have itchy legs. they have been itchy on and off for about 6 months maybe longer. that is all for now.