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Rochambeau Library Book Sale
total cost $14

And a Voice to Sing With Joan Baez

Symphony 5, 6, 7 (full scores) Ludwig Van Beethoven

Waiting For Godot Samuel Beckett
Dangling Man Saul Bellow

The Sammy Davis Jr Story: Why Me? Sammy Davis Jr.

Selected Poems T.S. Eliot

A Coney Island of the Mind Lawrence Ferlinghetti

On Dreams Sigmund Freud

Faust (first part) Johann Wolfgang Goethe

Modern Man In Search of A Soul C. G. Jung

Fundamental Principles of the Metaphysics of Morals Immanuel Kant
The Tin Drum Gunter Grass

Lost In the Cosmos Walker Percy

More Easy Crossword Puzzles Will Shortz

it's a drunken habit, muscle memory & stalking

half memory, half forgetfulness

fictional characters

i have a crush on Charles Saint-Loup, a man who does not exist (actually he may once have, does Proust not talk about real people?). i think zac effron is hot in 17 again (the fact that i watched 17 again, i liked it too). i cry all the time (a beyonce song made me cry, she has so much fucking soul godamn). i no longer use my bathroom because there is a red spider living next to the toilet.i try to go to bed before midnight but my insomnia just makes me sleep awfully, i'd rather be awake and drinking like i used to. everyone is going to die that makes me all weird inside. it is raining so i can't walk down the canal which i have done every day since ive been home (yesterday i went JOGGING, this is unlike me and i do not like it). ive been dreaming about carmen ghia again. i held her in my lap and carried her around new york last night. my daily horoscope no longer makes any sense because i literally do not have interactions outside of myself and my parents. i'm almost halfway through "in search of lost time" so half the day i am an adolescent french boy with a nervous disposition and asthma.


from "reasons why i should start socializing again" by liz.

Dani was in Peru on her porch and i was walking over the shitty fucking highway bridge i must cross everyday to get to smith street from battey st but i was still talking to DANI IN PERU ON HER PORCH so what i'm saying is
it's silly to be grumpy over a 3am walk across town
AMAZING THINGS HAPPEN
we both had been listening to the smiths, too

Friday XIII

john and i sang "friday XIII" for rolling stone magazine and they just put it up on their website!



i need to stop laughing nervously.
and brooklyn vegan called me fat, so i should stop being fat too.

i might also have learned french

the louvre launched their database in english last week
i can look up information on 22,000 pieces of art from their archives!!!

i laughed myself into confusion and then i got scared

tomorrow we leave california for good, and start back towards the middle of the country.
chris and i are somewhat relieved, as the weed here is plentiful but WAY TOO STRONG for our fragile new england minds.

two video examples of how dumb we really got:

we played out an entire medieval scene this night.

Tour Diary: lincoln, nebraska from liz isenberg on Vimeo.

in washington, andy jams on the first ever sampler while everyone else stares at the wall.

tour diary: bellingham, washington from liz isenberg on Vimeo.

omaha, nebraska

i'm leaving for omaha, nebraska tomorrow !

i'm a merch girl now.

i passed out next to my husbands legs

i spent the day alone with garage band in an attempt to write an R&B song. i think i should have stopped after the eight hour point, because the results are ridiculous, SCARY, and i still sound like a white girl.








i stole some lyrics from a Satie interview
gave a shout out to early 90's monica,
michael jackson,
and from chris ryan i borrowed "are you karaoke?"

david the pineapple and dustin the italian are going to be here in a few hours. i am fucked.

YES

my song
"two weeks till the midwest" is in what looks like the most emo film of all time!!

the dutch production company contacted me almost a year ago and explained the premise to me as this:
"In a world in which a human life lasts just one day and where every action is a one-off, a boy and a girl fall so in love that they cannot bear this existence where everything happens only once. In the belief that they can prolong their love they flee to hell."

"We think that the music from Liz Isenberg fits perfectly with our film."

the trailer just came out.



i'm pretty pysched about the weird knife scene.

GO TO THE MET

the francis bacon retrospective at the metropolitan museum of art IS INCREDIBLE
IT IS INCREDIBLE

big skies and two buff jams

a lot of sky and two fucking buffalos: my tour diary
















a rainbow!

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