So the New Ladytron album leaked. I’m listening to it right now. I like the single, at Black Cat… it’s downloadable from their website, or you can click on the handy-dandy hyperlink.

So today was beautiful… absolutely beautiful. I woke up at about 10 AM, had breakfast, caught up on the web, and got all ready go out and jog. I hadn’t jogged for about a week… I was trying to build up my period of not exercising so the next time I exercised I could make a quantum leap… and quantum leap I did. Two fucking miles.

Two miles.

I’m in the best shape of my life, hands down. It was about 3 PM and I called Brian, and cooked up this idea of us riding the bus downtown (he never rides the bus and I’ve been trying to get him to do it for ever, so this was the perfect opportunity).

I drove down there and we headed off to the bus station. Wound around the world on the 82, transfer to the 31(cue “My My Metrocard“), and we get Jamba Juice at the downtown Plaza. Half-naked Russian guys on bikes, checking them out through my sunglasses, Brian’s smoking. We end up at Evangeline’s and are trying on ridiculous sunglasses:

Brian’s a cop!

Such a Kelly (my cousin) pic.

So then we had our way down to Johnny’s house in West Sac, he takes forever getting ready so I end up watching about 45 minutes of this Freddy Krueger movie which wasn’t too bad… the kitsch factor was incredible.

Walked back to Sacramento, we were starving at this point so we went to Hot Rods and got mediocre food with terrible service (which is always par for the course). Downtown was mobbed.

That day was really interesting, I was at the downtown Plaza and there was no way I could run into Terry (see the news report) and I was at Second Saturday with no way to run into Taggart ( he’s taking some kind of William S. Burroughs vacation in San Francisco… well, so far, it sounds more like a Cheech and Chong vacation).

Side note, new Ladytron alum is AWESOME.

I have never seen such a crowd downtown… and Zero said it was even worse before. So I wait in line for like 15 minutes to get a KitKat and a RedBull at the convenience store, then we head down to where Zero is. Zero and I talk about some thing about this girl that left him her ID, and then we get distracted by some kind of conversation about literature and writing and graduate school, which was fun, but whenever you are hanging around with Brian and Johnny and they aren’t taking part in the conversation, they’re fighting.

And fight they did.

But first, Terry gossip! *switch to camera 2*

LUISA: Well, we have some terrific gossip for you today!
MARC: Really? I’m sure our viewers want to know all about this…
LUISA: I’m glad you asked, Marc. Turns out our favorite follower and part-time drug addict is working for the people that are trying to stop the amendment to ban gay marriage.
*infographic*
MARC: Well that is entirely predictable, he did drag Darius to all those rallies…
LUISA: Yes Mark, he can only do about six things as demonstrated on our infographic. But the kicker is… the thing that makes this watershed news… Zero is working in the same office as him!
MARC: Interesting…I think you’ll all have to tune in once Zero’s finished working at this particular place for all the details. Anything titillating for our viewers that you could disclose, L?
LUISA: A one-sided staring contest is indeed in the cards, but that’s all you’ll get out of me.

*back to camera 1*

I found the most amazing sign today… it totally looks like it belongs in a video game. We did something kind of illegal and walked across the bottom of the I street bridge that only the trains are supposed to use.

Signal.

Video game-esque sign. I was waiting for the NPC (it could have been one of the taxicab drivers that were around there) to tell us what our Old Sac quest was.

Anyway, Brian’s dad picked us up, and then Brian had this like two hour argument with Johnny on the phone. Some ridiculous bullshit…I wasn’t privvy to it, but I could hear his tone from across the lawn.

So I’m at home and it’s 2 AM and I’m going to sleep.

Hello… I haven’t written in a few days, but I’ve been having loads of fun.

There is something going on with my memory card… don’t trust anything you get off of eBay for like five bucks… but of course I wasn’t following my own advice when I bought it. *drags out memory card reader*

So let’s start with Thursday night. I had planned to go to sleep at about midnight or one, but Zero was texting me about having a midnight picnic. I was totally down for the idea, because earlier that day I had just been very reluctant to leave midtown. It’s starting to become summer… and I am just in love with life. Thursday was the first t-shirt weather balmy day. I don’t know what it is, but on many Sacramento days during the summer the air smells really sweet.

So I get in the car when Susan shows up at my house, and Zero and Titan are also in the car. And I find out that we are going to San Francisco. I was totally down for it, we got orange juice at the AM PM and Susan went over this page of notes that she had written about the band that we are forming. I’m sure that I should’ve written about this a long time ago, a but it was more of a joke than an actual band and now I think we actually really are going to start this joke band. We came up with the name tonight (Saturday), it’s going to be Pute Médical, from this great line in Thomas est Amoreaux where Eva goes “I’m a whore, a medical whore, but a whore nonetheless,” (in French).

The idea sounded great because I had been wanting to do something all day, so we got on the freeway, and it’s song along to terrible songs (basically every hit of the 90s). We spent a bunch of time looking for a porn store because one of us had to get something… at that point it was about one in the morning and then it just hit me: I AM TIRED AND CRANKY.

I tried to play it off and find my second wind, but for a good hour I was in the doldrums. I mean, we were having fun, I was really tired. But by the time we finally got to the grocery store, I was in a really good mood because we were going to Ocean Beach. We loaded up on chips, crackers, hummus, and dip and set off to the beach. The cops told us that we should leave… but they saw the we weren’t homeless and Susan’s Wyoming license plates come in handy for an excuse.

Turned the car around, started down Geary (it’s around 2 a.m. at this point) and I end up falling asleep in the TINY backseat of Susan’s bug with Zero totally in my space and the speaker blaring in my ear (it was my pillow). Not the best time to realize I’m claustrophobic. I stumble out of the car once we get back, look at my phone, and I realize it’s 5 AM. Yeah… work was fun. And I had slept in the car so that took a lot of the edge off. I actually got a lot done at work that day.

This is the only pic I took that night, it was a locker at the grocery store we went to.

On the drive home, I visited Brian at work because I had to pick up a cheese grater at Bed Bath and Beyond (the graters were clearly in the “beyond” section). I got my mom her Mother’s Day card like a million weeks early and Brian and I went outside and talked for awhile. Apparently, Aaron and I are totally going to fuck… which is odd.

He’s in Tijuana doing some kind of community service with people in orphanages and then getting drunk every night… he can drunkenly confess things to Brian all night long, but he really is going to be a bit part in our psychodrama until he comes back here for summer.

So I’m listening to “Glass Slipper” on repeat…second-best Dresden Dolls song ever.

Now I get to write about today! Which you’ve already read! Oh, reverse chronological order…it strikes when you least expect it.

PS: totally in love with psychoanalyst finger puppets. Thank you, Molly. I need to read BoingBoing more…but Valleywag is so titillating!