January 2009
25 posts
We Have Nothing Better To Talk About →
Reversals
My father just called me and asked to borrow $1500.
Heh.
You HAVE TO watch this. Behind-the-scenes at Inauguration ‘09.
An affair wants to spill, to share its glory with the world. No act is so...
– John Updike
Writers may be disreputable, incorrigible, early to decay or late to bloom but...
– John Updike
Could it be that this “Hedda Gabler” had fallen under the spell of “Twilight,”...
– Ben Brantley, New York Times
What the hell?!!! You cite Twilight in a review of Hedda Gabler? That’s it. Where’s the gun?
Anti-Slum
Damn you Slumdog. Damn you and the train you rode in on.
There are few things that I am truly prejudiced against; one of them is you. The other will get very pissed off if I tumblog about it and I don’t want to get a foot in my face.
Slumdog, you’re just too popular. I haven’t paid my $12 to see you yet, but damn you are an annoying, little underdog-b!tch of an over-hyped film....
Psychosomatic
The funeral was a week ago today.
Today I binge ate all day.
I’ve had anxious and angry encounters with my father, my mother and my twin. I am in fking pain and today my body fell to pieces. It’s oozing pain everywhere.
I know what it’s like to feel like there’s no way out except for the way out. I wouldn’t wish that on anyone. When you really tap into it,...
All you need to know is Gus is a small, white,...
Gus: Happy MLK DAY!!!
Me: Thanks nigga, you too
Gus: Thank you. It's an important day for all of us...niggas
I’m Sick In Brooklyn.
Make It Stop
Just saw Step Up 2 The Streets. So bad. The only semi-decent aspects were the Jabbawokeez cameo and the lighting in the final dance sequence. That was some damn good lighting.
If you’re gonna center your film around a “hood” white girl who can dance, like, 10,000 times better than Julia Stiles, make sure she can actually dance, like, 10,000 times better than Julia Stiles.
If...
10 Things I Don't Like
Tights
Baby strollers
Magazine covers
“Yah”
Hand towels
Licorice
Hipsters in Keffiyehs
Cats
Text messages
Elliptical machines
10 Things I Like
Reading rooms
Darkness
Leaning my head against the wall in the shower
Matches instead of lighters
Aged metal
Queen-sized beds
The river at 4 AM
Notebooks
Stubble
The sound of wind in trees
A Voicemail For Dawn →
Insert Dawn of a New Era Pun Here
Dawn, a friend I met at Cornell, sent me an unassuming email that casually mentioned that she had been accepted to the MFA program at USC.
THE MASTER OF FINE ARTS PROGRAM AT USC.
I wish you could feel what I’m feeling right now because I sure as hell can’t describe it.
Impregnable
My father writes, “I have not understood your mood or your seemingly curt interaction with me.”
Dear father,
There’s a looooong ass line of people stretching round the block. I advise you to join the line. The person in front of you is your ex-wife. The person in front of her is your oldest son. The person in front of him is that fker from sophomore year …
I’m the...
What Is It? →
Okay Diablo … you officially win. Except for the teens in the car scene. I haven’t been a teenager in 5 years but honest to blog — Juno would’ve given you the stink-eye for writing that dialogue.
Leta, it has been a pleasure watching you grow. Your mom is the coolest mom on the .coms — you have no clue.
Poetry & Nicole →
Up on Lemondrop.com … my teenage angst.
No Turning Back
The answer is yes.
I’m willing to give everything up.
I don’t give a fk anymore.