my favorite thing from jane

from jane-
"Later this year the neighborhood kids stuck a knife through an injured bird's wing and pinned it to the ground. When I tried to save it, they strangled it to death in my hands and ran over its body with their skateboards. "

flickr with drawl, my voyeurism hurts!

so my phone is fucked=obsessive flickring is also fucked
i tried to make the saddest sad face as best i could...i got a new phone (again) and this one is a total lemon, and i cant go from phone to flickr yet, cause it was fucked im waiting on a new phone, so soon, i hope at least for this tour...yesterday was really awesome, liars and no age came to town, and we all hung out at my house after the show. its was awesome, like it always is, they are some of my favorite ppl. jarrett dj'd with his friends from athens, aaron was mellow with his new orange doo...all those dudes rule so hard and liars played one of the best shows ive seen, and i did a whole tour with them, so ive seen them a few times...wish i coulda put their handsome faces up here...randy and me had a heart to heart about you know what, and the positive west coast vibe was tiiiiiggghhhhttt. also i got a new tattoo in florida that is really scabby and kinda gross looking, but of course woulda documented that. and finally, the biggest of all news is that me and stephanie are gonna open a gallery and boutique and i would have been posting the shit outta the before pics of the space. i am so stoked on so much now, adam and honey and brian come in from pdx today and i wish i could get them up on here too...hopefully ill be back in buissness before tour starts,in um. 3 days! i dont want to have to get a 4th blackberry...sheesh! but i will do what it takes to get the pics back up and running. sorry guys

i just stole this top pic from the no age blog (noagela.blogspot.com)
proof of the awesomeness of last night, i imagine they will post more pics soon, which i will steal. the guy with the glasses is paul drake. hes super amazing killer bad awesome. hes liars tour manager and i love him. the other glasses dude, is moses. hes just an asian drummer. the big head of shiny hair is me! :)

my face

ive been trying to draw my face a lot. trying to do it without looking in a mirror or anything. its weird to think that i see myself everyday but cant make myself, myself. make sense? not so much huh? sorry.

one of the pics is at canadian mtv. i was miserable. one is in some hotel, i think in toronto? i was also miserable in that one.
one pic i was talking to andy in nyc and chewing on the computer chord.
i like the idea of a daily face pic then seeing how my face changes over time, and being able to remember what was happening during the pic. and duh, yes, i know its been done a million times before.

im home thank god and in my bed. my bed is amazing, the cat is on my butt, hung out with stephanie and talked about the store. think its gonna happen soon, but dont wanna jinx it so lips are sealed! i love home.

right now in florida

amy winehouse on tv so fucked up its depressing.

bought 20 dollars worth of lotto tix for dad.

step mom just peed on car keys on accident!

found amazing 60s wrapping paper at thrift store

got evil eye tattoo

mom got mad at me

listening to spinanes non stop

enjoying rental car and free time

home for 9 days then tour starts again

still not done feeling crappy about shitty xmas

missing moses and sarah and jane the most right now. and jen k!!

i can has a porno link sent to my dad??

so this may be the funiest thing to happen in 2008. true story--
sweet bradford was insatnt messaging me the other day and i started sending him pics from icanhasacheezeburger.com and he had never see the website before, so was like, loling all over the place (ha! lol!) and was like, "my mom is gonna love this!" and knowing his mom, i was like "yea, shes gonna love it". so coxy, saves the 12 or so jpegs i sent him and resends them to his mom, his sister and his dad. all in one email. mom loves them. sister loves them. no word from dad? then bradford tells me today,:
B- "i hate you" "you fucked me".
K-"what up bro? whats your damage?"
B-"the cat pics. the i can haz a chzbrger pics. i sent them to my mom, and my sister and my dad. sister liked it. mom liked it. dad hasnt spoken to me in a week"
K "why not dude? yr dad rulez?"
B-"my sister called me today, and said my dad was pissed!! he called her to ask why i sent him links to hardcore porn!"
K-"no"
B-"yes"
k-"no"
B-"yes. not just porn links. POOP PORN. SCAT PORN. there was some wierd virus in the pics, and it sent porno links to my dad. and his pissed"
K-"is he pissed? or pooped? MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH"
B-"YOURE FIRED. i hate you"
K-"so send out a mass email, thats says, yknow, i can have a sorry? no mean to email pron"
B-"that is fucked. you are fucked. but its funny. thats funny"
(then of course i went as fast as i could to the website and built my own chzbrgr cat, and sent it to him in the IM, the one above)
B-"where did that come from? wtf? wtf?"
K-"muwhahahahahahahahaha"
B-"we should blog this"

and we did!! watch out for fucked cat pics as scat porn in disguise dudes, and dont ever open email from bradford ever again!!!!

screen shot of shared itunes library

someone in my hotel is listening to this right now.

mad mad mad

lonely people socialize on the internet.

jen k inspries internet malice

im in vancouver. got here yesterday, had the day off today. not really off, but yknow, no concert or whatever. flickred a little: http://www.flickr.com/photos/kristinklein/ actually, i have been doing this alot. i guess when i figured out it was so easy to do, straight from my phone. i had also seen a friends flickr page that was all camera phone pics, and was into how instant and shitty the qualtiy of photos are. i did nothing exciting here, except take the teens to the junkie street in vancouver, hastings. its literally like zombies sitting on the sidewalk nodding out and asking for money or just shooting up in a doorway. i l saw probably a hundred needles in a 3 block stretch. somehow im not depressed by this, but enthralled, and thats kinda fucked up. i know.

so i feel super crazy, and i finished my work load for the day. this is what i got done:
* making a press schedule for the teenagers for tomorrow, a well as the updated final daily itin. tomorrow is the first show of their tour, so i think everyone is maybe a little bit nervous
* set up sweet new travel printer, its fucking seriously tiny and turbo-ruling right now. installed soft ware and showed it whos boss.
*advanced the shows for chicago and toronto
*organized the receipts so far, and updated the budget
*rented last minute rental van for la and sf, because of shitty backline company in la kinda dicked me over at the last minute.

the whole time i was doing all of these things i was very distracted, and still am, hoping my weird new years thirst for voyeurism and vanity via the internet doesnt fully take over my life, but kinda ok if it does? also some weirdness via email with this christmas clusterfuck i was in thats occupying a lot of my brain, and the fact that it is snowing at home and im not there for that, and the anxiety of a new tour with 5 ppl i dont know at all and what if they think im fucking nuts? but these distractions, they are so distracting, and alot of the distraction is also stemmed in uncertainty so maybe im projecting? i dont know. i wanna figure out how to make a word a link to something, ala jens hilarious links to psychological conditions. see the aweomeness that has made me be a better or a lesser person, depending. http://vampirecandy.blogspot.com/

i had always seen jen around and thought she ruled from afar, a girl crush if you will. then julie got married and i met her and we hung out for like 3 times or something, and briefly at that then jen moved to bmore. but we have interneted, and thrift stored, so its full on. jen makes these great spooky drawings and comic zines, and does really cool eye makeup and fixes everything by hand, like sewing and decorating. i imagine jen would be really good at either living in the wild west way back when, like on a desolate farm where all there is to do is grow potatos and make things, and she would have outrageous outfits with puffy sleeves and books full of drawings of dying catus and horse skulls and a hand made bed or something insane, or a victorian master mind, again with really outrageous puffy sleeves ( these are very important to the aesthetic of my imaginary jen k) but she would be the person making fucked doilies or sewing death quilts or whatever, and gardening with her hands all dirty, not like the other victorian stuck up bitches and basically living an amazing existence sans all ppl and technology, just like way back when. none of this really makes sense, it does in my head though, so whateves.

but this blog jen has, is awesome, and it has given me a new perception of blogs in general, as all i know of blogging is from the deerhunter blog http://deerhuntertheband.blogspot.com/. and i like the dh blog for what it is, but because so many ppl go to it, and a lot of people get a daily dose of feel goodness or whatever from it. like its perfect for fans, and if my fav band when i was their age had such direct contact with me, id be all the fuck over it. i always frowned at the idea of me getting too personal on it. ppl dont go to the dh blog to read about me, im not deerhunter, yknow? ill update about rap music and dead friends everyonceinawhile but thats it.

but after fully seeing jens today, i was enthralled and also like, i could totally do this, even though i am an internet retard, and its also kinda a cool thing for me to do becasue i travel all the damn time and never see my friends anymore. well i see them, but its fleeting, like for 4 hours in a club in wherever. and im getting more and more horrible at communicating, i think from my lack of placement? need to socialize? so im super spazzy and awkward all the time, and when i used to be funny im getting all sweaty palmed and panicky. yikes. but maybe if i reach out on the internet...oh fuck all that makes it even worse cause people that can only exist on the internet suck. i dont wanna be like that. like oz behind his curtain or whatever, you re-enter the real world and its a fucking bummer.

now im all confused. at least i know jen is ruling somwhere in baltimore. heres a funny instant message i am having with bradford:

im writing my first blog post
for dh
for a new blog
no
so now your my competitor
ppl on the dh blog dont wanna hear about me
well
like in depth
you are my competition now
ill do posts of things
so i should tell you
you have none of me in you
but i cant blog about wierdness with teens on the dh blog
haha
HAHAHAHAHA
your just a bastard from a basket
A BASTARD!
FROM A BASKET~

i like jay z
2:15 AM
i you listening ot that song on repeat?
three different versions
the soundtrack to annie
the jay-z song
fuck off
and the movie soundtrack
eat me
i like the chords and the bassline
it has a "longingness"


money money money
ivy league tour
making mactalk read little wayne review off pitchfork
in computer voice
well its cool that at least yu gus are alkin

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