Chicago was great. Being back in the midwest, where everyone says their A's like "ahhCKKK" (except through their nose), was great. I went to a party where all of Emily's friends knew my name and got very drunk and excitable while talking to me about the various pre-conceived notions they held ("I heard there aren't any grocery stores in New York ( Read more... )

This girl I work with at Balthazar met a wealthy artist who offered to fly her to Paris for a week. She was considering breaking up with her boyfriend at the time, so she did. Can you imagine getting dumped that way? "Oh yeah, things aren't really working out, so I'm going to jet-set off to Paris and be kept for a while. Just a week for now, but if ( Read more... )

"If the experience of emotion is Lewis Carroll's Wonderland, anxiety is the Red Queen. Always a future threat, often an unbearably alarming present danger, the Red Queen dominates Wonderland in the same way the study of anxiety has dominated emotions. For this reason, it is difficult to consider the nature of anxiety without placing anxiety firmly ( Read more... )

I found this in my notebook, I think I wrote it sometime last summer in the middle of the night while living down on Lafayette St. Yes, it is kind of a rip-off of something. Extra double bonus points if you can name what it is. I think I originally intended it as lyrics for a song ( Read more... )

So far the new year has been strange and gray. The actual night was a bizarre adventure, going from having an amazing dinner at one of the best restaurants in Manhattan to a street corner in Williamsburg, not in my right mind. Then I had an early morning complete emotional meltdown, followed by the due observation of National Hangover Day, followed ( Read more... )

So I for one was pretty happy with the last class discussion in Victorian British Literature ( Read more... )

the ultimate lang moment has occured on craigslist missed connections:
http://newyork.craigslist.org/que/mis/118474216.html

last night at work did i talk to:
a. brett easton-ellis
b. man in a gorilla suit
c. man in a gorilla suit carrying a marc jacobs bag
d. all of the above?

correct answer: d, all of the above

my mom just sent me an email concluding in "TTYL, sweetie". holy christ. i remember the days when that woman couldn't work a microwave.

Depressing quote found during my Vict Brit Fict final paper research ( Read more... )