Hey look, ma! I got my eyebrow piercing back! I took it out for that awful interview for the Lindt Cafe (which I didn't even get) and in taking it out, damaged the D-ring I had in there. I went thinking I'd need to get it re-pierced, but the lady at Industrial Strength said "Nope, we just have to stretch it and put in the new ring." New ring cost me 25 bucks. Putting it in cost nothing. I was so happy at the price that I bought these:
Brothel Creeper shoes! Or technically, Brother Creeper sneakers. They had the proper shoes with the 2-inch foam soles, but they just didn't suit me. Tanja had her eye on a pair of 50s-style heels but decided they were just a bit too high for her. Oh well. Then after a lot of walking, I ducked into Fish Records and got this:
The new Beck album that's been banned on the UK charts. Bastards that they are. It's good. It's got the good elements of Guero, without the bogging down parts. Also, you get a sheet of stickers to make your own cover art. Snazzy.Oh, also, last week, I got this:
Kiss Kiss Bang Bang! I had a dodgy burnt copy of this, but I liked it so much I wanted a copy with no skips and freeze-ups. Hooray for modern-noir-comedy!
3 comments:
I wonder why the hell it's ineligible for placement on the charts. I mean, yeah, the thing with the stickers...but, but...why?
Bah, who cares. Beck's probably got enough popularity to make up for it anyway.
Ouchie. With the stretching... and the... ouchie.
(Yes, I'm squeamish.)
$25 big ones for an eyebrow charm?? Holy shit.
Oh, and... that one smart pair o' shoes, brother.
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