White wine, mulled whine. And a fall mix.

My favorite thing to do lately is to go out for long evening walks downtown. The Christmas market is in full swing, and the ridiculous Ferris wheel (WHICH NO ONE WILL EVER FORCE ME TO GO ON EVER AGAIN) greets me every time I wade through the crowd to score some delicious mulled wine. Also, I’ve been hanging out at my favorite café at night, trying to finish A Scanner Darkly over glasses of absurdly toxic white wine. It’s fun but a bit lonely. At least it beats hanging out in my room waiting for something cool to happen.

It's been a while since I’ve made a mix, so here you go! I was mostly into hip-hop and krautrock during the summer, but autumn always makes me dig right back into washed-out  Asian pop, dark outsider folk, and clumsy Jesus music. And Iron and Wine, ugh. Good tunes to walk to as the days get shorter. Enjoyyyyy!

La vidente.

Still have some of that Leonora Carrington juice fogging up my head.

Female wormhole exploration. Can you dig it?

Source.

Loving Heather Benjamin’s irreverently gorgeous and bizarrely touching comics. Check out her Tumblr for a constant barrage of trippy dolls and psychedelic renderings of female genitalia!

Whatever demons may haunt you this time.

What an emotionally charged week it’s been, and a really strange one at that. Some things that were taking off only a few days ago are now complete history. Stuff like boys and old demons and family matters and work and money and confidence issues.. my goodness, what a mouthful. Being 25 has never felt so real, and I mean this in a ridiculous made-for-TV kinda way. I bet everyone gets that feeling at some point when you’re single and confused and somewhat directionless, and you tune into some random show or romcom and completely relate regardless of the plot and contrivances. “OMG THAT IS SO MY LIFE RIGHT NOW, Y’ALL.”

Shudder.

I’m about to do the film-canon thing and go on a holiday by myself early next month. Get away from it all, maaan. No, seriously, I could really use one. Anyone have any suggestions for a dreamy European destination come December? I’m up for anything. Except France, of course. I’m never really up for France.

Icy days.

Life so far has been lukewarm and (literally) stinky. Winter seems to bring out the bad breath smells everywhere I go. Maybe it’s me? Anyway, I’ve taken up a weekend job at a bookstore and this was my first full weekend over there. My legs ache and my brain is a bit numb, but I really love it over there. I mean, thank goodness I get to work with a bucketload of lovely, intelligent people to exchange witty banter with; even the customers are (generally) patient and kind. AND they have a sweet coffee stand which I’m sure will make winter days more than bearable. This means of course that I won’t be having any crazy weekends for a while, but I’m sure my liver will thank me later on.