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Happy New Year to all my friends! I can wish you this because I am in Kyoto, Japan, right now, and it has been 2008 for approximately 90 minutes already. font and I threw ourselves heedlessly into this voyage to mark the five-year anniversary of my official cancer remission, and that moment passed, well, about 90 minutes ago, accounting for the time ( Read more... ) -
Sometimes, when he got into talking, man, he could rattle on and on.
There has been the usual mix of triumph and tragedy since I posted last, but in general tonight, I feel okay with the world. It may be the two ciders I had after work, during the consumption of which I regaled my coworkers with my desire to walk down the aisle to the Dixie Cups' Chapel of Love, which I told them would be like wearing a sweater that ( Read more... ) -
"HAVE YOU GONE MAD!" Ron bellowed. "IS DUMBLEDORE GAY OR WHAT?"
I've been giving the whole Gay Dumbledore issue a lot more thought than I am personally proud of, mostly going back and forth trying to figure out whether I believe JKR or not. I mean, no, there is no evidence in any of the books that APWBD is into the ladies, there's no ret-conning of that order. No, a children's book that's fundamentally about ( ( Read more... ) -
This is not the greatest hymn in the world. This is a tribute.
Church always eventually makes me cry for various lame reasons, but the Baptists can generally start me crying as soon as I guide my mother into the sanctuary. I took her to early services yesterday morning, and by the time we had made it to our pew, I had tears running down my face. The Baptists would say I have this response because God is ( Read more... ) -
Plus Francis Ng, bitches!
Any night I get on the internet and see my boyfriend Anthony Wong staring up at me from the New York Times website is a seriously good night.
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You always act so stupid. You always talk so dumb.
I made the mistake of going back and reading old entries in this journal a few days ago, and now I am filled with crippling self-loathing and a strong sense that I used to be much more awesome four or five years ago and so maybe it is true what the young people say: OLD PEOPLE ARE LAME. ETA: I do not mean to imply that I am worried there is no way ( Read more... ) -
bad shit going down
I just woke from a dream, I don't know, apocalypse and bad shit going down. I was back in Louisiana, and my dad was still alive. There had been bombs from planes, a lot of refineries and petrochem plants blown up, a lot of the city on fire, everybody else trying to piece together the chronology of what had happened and make arrangements to get the ( Read more... ) -
The dashboard melted but we still have the radio.
SCENE: Palmolive residence. coco_palmolive sits eating peanut butter and shredded wheat because, a, she needs to go shopping and, b, she has pretty creepy tastes. THE PHONE RINGS.
COCO: Hello?
CALLER: It's your mother.
(It's coco_palmolive's mother, who has been kind of crazy for a couple of years and who was also diagnosed with lung cancer on Saturday morning ( Read more... ) -
I'd like it here if I could leave and see it from a long ways away.
I'm fucked up about family in the usual boring ways, and there are a lot of reasons why I find myself living at least six hours away from the nearest relative, but when my dad's brother called tonight to update me on the dead and the living, I hung up with a smile on my face. I don't know if getting older has made their ways seem less strange to me ( Read more... ) -
My name is coco_palmolive, and I am an internet pirate.
So I moved to a small town a few months ago and got DSL service through a smallish local provider. Then I went on about my business. Tonight, though, I got a call from them, observing that I had downloaded the season premiere of the Sopranos and that I needed to delete it because it is copyright-protected by a company who has the will and the ( Read more... )