Date: 12/9/06
Location: Sarah's House
Bands: None, mp3s of Lebanese pop and the on-and-off Berlin is Burning comp
Art: Miranda July recordings, a Jan Svenkmayer flick
Things I missed to be here: Far Rad and Big City at Spot 6, DJ Spooky at the Dark Room, Disrobe and Vietnam Werewolf at the new Lumpen Space, Environmental Encroachment in Ravenswood, Fetor at Cal's; Abrade and Tierra de Nadie at La Casa Maldita; The Wanderers and 4xxP in weird nonchicago places; Herc and TV Pow at the Strawdog Theatre; "afterparty with dykes and porn stars, come on out!" at Mark Bose's crib
Reasons I went: Sleepy. Lame. Sex. Blogging.

I fell asleep a few minutes after we started the Svankmeyer flick, which started with a raving Scandinavian psychopath whose tongue had been cut off and continued on full of claymation grossness. It gave me nightmares. The nightmares led me to believe that going out tonight would be a bad idea. They were full of symbolism and shit.

The real treat of the night was listening to Miranda July recordings. Miranda July is the performance slash every-other-kind-of-artist who made the film Me and You and Everyone We Know, which all the girls I know saw without me and love incredibly deeply (See also: Shortbus). I'm not sure [what to say next, hits "publish" years later]