toothy...

had some strange dreams last night...i was wearing a mouth guard to straighten my teeth (my teeth are super straight in waking life by the way, wouldn't want to give you the wrong impression, 6 years of braces and retainer as a kid), but instead of straightening them it made them mash together...i remember looking for my "two front teeth" in the bathroom mirror but only finding a toothy car crash of a mouth...i remember ripping out a tooth from the top-middle of my mouth...it was all meaty with the root still attached, then i started gushing blood...end dream (i forget, what do teeth dreams mean again? anxiety right?)...and then i was both IN the television program Gray's Anatomy and WATCHING it...Meredith and the shaggy haired intern had slept with each other...skip to: the whole gang, sandra oh, the good looking guy, the model, Meredith and the shaggy haired intern were eating lunch in the hospital cafeteria...meredith and shaggy haired intern couldn't stop laughing at the fact that they had slept with each other, really juvenile penis and vagina jokes...end dream (yeah, boring, waste of dream time for sure)...

yesterday read Jessica Smith's bird-book and the second issue of Jon Leon's now defunct mag Wherever We Put Our Hats...both excellent...

went to the bar last night to work on Jabes...got a ton done...finally mustered the balls to introduce myself to Ricki, a bartender i have a crush on (sort of, i think i just like saying that more than feeling it)...she then bought me my next drink...nice...

i can't tell if the girls upstairs are tweekers or really energetic insomniacs...they're consistently up all night, pacing, droping hard objects on the floor, falling down (?), tumbling, moving furniture, having parties, having screaming contests, blasting The Doors, having sing alongs, talking, running, racing and generally annoying the shit out of me...i've made two complaints already (but i only did this AFTER i wrote them a really nice neighborly letter welcoming them to the complex and explaining that because the building is old the floors are thin and that i am a thesis student who works from home so please keep it down after 10 and if you need anything feel free to ask)...the letter had no affect...a noise complaint in my complex is taken with a pound of salt...a serious thing...i live in the Snow Lions complex where "mindful" living is paramount...these girls def. ain't "mindful" of anything but blasting The Doors 24/7...so, they were super loud on friday, i made a complaint...the landlord warned them...saturday night they were, surprise, super loud, i made a complaint...the landlord sternly warned them...last night, pretty loud...i'm not going to make a complaint...they'll get evicted if i do...yeah, it's taken that seriously in this complex...a sort of three strikes rule...so, i'm going to talk to them and let them know that if they persist with their noisy behavior i'll feel it necessary to make a complaint and that in turn our landlord will deem it necessary to evict them...hopefully this will drill it home that they need to shut the fuck up...we'll see...

i think i'll finish up the Jabes portion of my thesis this morning/afternoon...then move onto Palmer's Sun as a book...

Girl With A Pearl Earring movie review coming up later...yum yum Scarlett Johansson...though i have a sneaking suspicion that she's a REALLY bad actress...like, she hasn't really varied character since Ghostworld...she was good in Lost In Translation but i suspect that had more to do with Sophia's skill as a director/writer than Scarlett's acting ability...like the part was writtern for Scarlett's slightly awkward, aloof and delayed acting skills...and i only think this because of her horrendous performance in that horrendous movie Good Company with Topher Grace and Dennis "The Coke-head Rookie" Quaid...i mean, it was as if she never left Tokyo and brought the Lost In Translation character over to a romantic comedy...wha?...in Ghostworld and Lost in Translation her flighty obliqueness came off as charming, myterious, real...in Good Company it came off airheaded and boring...so, we'll see if she can muster the ability to play a Vermeer painting later this afternoon...

i might of woken up on the wrong side of the bed...

...currently listening to The Rapture Echoes...and/or Richard Buckner Impasse...