If someone could please explain to me why, a full year after Adam and I broke up, his ex-wife -- whom I have never had any contact with in the past -- feels the need to leave me psychotic voicemails, I would appreciate it. Anyone?

This has fucked up what has otherwise been a delightful Thanksgiving weekend.

Things for which I am thankful ( Read more... )

So that everyone can feel the genius, and/or men can mock it ( Read more... )

Goddamn, I move a lot. The longest I have lived anywhere since I began living not-with-my-parents is 14 months. During one delightful year, I moved three times -- from Coral Gables to Homestead in April, from Homestead to Miami in May, from Miami to North Beach in November. And somehow, despite all this, my family continues to be ridiculously ( Read more... )

From the Warner Bros. production notes for Alexander (which is not a good movie):

Set in Alexander’s pre-Christian world of social customs and morals far different from today’s, the film explores a time of unmatched beauty and unbelievable brutality, of soaring ideals and staggering betrayals.What in fuck is that supposed to mean? Is that meant to ( Read more... )

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I'm at my parents' house, eating one of the See's truffles I brought my mom from Portland. Tragically, my plans to move to Portland are being complicated by the fact that the Oregonian's film critic is actually really experienced and talented and has written three books and has a column in Movieline (not that Movieline doesn't suck, but it is a ( Read more... )

I am making the magical switch from Yahoo to Gmail. phoebeflowers@gmail.com. Love me.

Actually, I don't have time to write about the genius of Portland and how I am going to move there as soon as possible with my illegitimate baby and my beloved dogs and cat, but I do have time to share Carol's musings on ( the joys of bad television. )

There is nothing going on in my life, or more accurately my head, that there's any reason to discuss, except that I'm leaving for a nice, four-night trip to Portland very early tomorrow morning, and that I have a bizarre sense that I might be pregnant. But never mind that! For now, let's think about all the common things that can go wrong in one's ( Read more... )