The Battlefield Where the Girls Say I Love You



That's just the thing: we will never tell you we love you. In fact, we're here only to hold hands across state lines and yell at the world. We're here to try to touch you across this chasm of flown things. Not even that. At most, I will teach you how to make a gin smoothie when there's nothing left in the house. Hannah can teach you several languages and what to do when your car breaks up with you. Thanks for coming out.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

yeah. and there was this one time i may have slept with a bookmark they signed.

about a half hour ago, i woke to alarms coming from one condo over. kate, my neighbor, had fallen asleep with black beans and rice on the stove. sweet kid, but she's clearly going to kill us all before it's over.
so other than a glass of hibiscus tea and octavio paz, watching avett videos on youtube is the only thing that makes me feel sleepy and safe. (what? the boyfriend's out having a man date with seven of his friends.)
so, here 'tis: your monthly avett fix.
i choose this one not because scotty avett is shirtless and smirking in parts. frankly, i resent those allegations. clearly, my motivation is the artistic tension created by pitting the domesticity (cereal?! seth avett, god of concord, eats cereal?) against the rootless life of the road. obviously, that is my motivation...

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

the only way i can stand beards: the avett brothers.
as far as the domesticity goes, i personally find the cat very endearing (:

eric said...

You're like a 10th grade girl--cut out pics from Teen Beat and all. Clearly, I don't know you at all.

Soooooo...how'd you like the Sex and the City movie?!?!?!? Hannah LOVED it!

eric said...

PS
I'm totally coming up with H for a little MayMay b-day weekend. Can't wait!

hannah said...

omg, quit baiting her.

mamie, no one is coming with me. there is no one but us. holding hands.

oh, and eric: you're acting like you can embarrass me re. s&tc. i LOVED it.

Mamie said...

teen beat? TEAN BEAT? stop dating yourself. sassy and jane? perhaps.

speaking of, i'm taking roll in class monday and for some reason the students' birthdays are listed...and i'm like, "holy god. these kids were born in the MID NINETIES."