SAILOR MOON - Usagi Whaa?!

Fuck you, Sizzler!

 

What the fuck.
Evan and I went out to Southcenter to hit up JoAnn's for some silk screening supplies and then I took Evan out to eat at Sizzler -- because we've never been there and it looks really dated and we thought it'd be funny. BUT IT'S NOT A JOKE WHEN IT COSTS $40. I am stupid.

Still, I bit the bullet because I thought that even though Sizzler is a hole we were at least getting some steaks and probably big piles of fries and ribs on the side out of it. After all, who can mess up steaks and fries? Turns out, Sizzler can! The portions were tiny and I actually got tired from trying to saw my steaks (which were wrapped in all the bad parts of what was supposed to be bacon) apart. My baked potato was okay but that's probably because it's a POTATO. Poor Evan's food was also terrible. Even his fries were miserable. Although, we both liked our 1/2 of the 3 ribs we got to split.

But I wouldn't be dedicating a whole entry to expensive cafeteria food if there wasn't something extra special about it... a first for me! I threw it all up as soon as I got home! What the fuck! I have never, ever puked when I didn't have the flu (because I love food that much.) I could feel myself slowly getting sick in the car but and I tried to power through it at home -- But my body needed to get ALL of Sizzler out of me ASAP. Who does that?!
 
Also, the cashier said I reminded her of Liz from My Life as Liz. I pretended not to know who that was because, really, I'd like to pretend that show doesn't exist. But shit. I know she meant it as a compliment but it made me want to strangle myself.
LADY GAGA - Talking

THESE ARMS ARE GONE


One of my favorite local bands, These Arms are Snakes broke up. I am seriously so sad about this. They were an amazing band with absolutely fabulous showmanship -- and now they're done. I think I've seen them like, nine or ten times -- I always enjoyed Steve Sneer's super sexual rockstar energy. He could go 10 minutes on stage without undressing or choking himself with his belt. There aren't a lot of guys who can get away with spitting all over themselves and getting sweaty with a microphone or a hand down their pants.

Last night, Evan pointed out that a lot of local bands from a few years ago aren't around anymore. Outside of Akimbo, there isn't a single Seattle band that I loved in high school that's still around today. :( These Arms just had the best combination of driving, dance-y beats and hardcore sensibilities. They were magic and I will miss them.