I like bananas.

School home work etc etc.
I hate the Whippoorwill... but at least I get money. School ends the 15th... Scott comes back a month later.. cambridge a month after that and then... woah Real Life? I dunno. I guess we'll see.

“If you really want to hurt your parents, and you don’t have nerve enough to be a homosexual, the least you can do is go into the arts.”
--Kurt Vonnegut

I am Edna ( Read more... )

So the other day I watched Bonnie and Clyde and remebered why I loved that movie so much. Maybe it's how disturbingly attractive Warren Beatty (sp?) was or just how funny and tragic it was but I have to say that watching it always puts me in a good/fearful mood. Their story really is legend, one of the few american legends that we have and that ( Read more... )

It's hard to laugh at a lot of things, but maybe the things worth anything at all are worth laughing at the most. So many things going on, so many clashes: interpersonal, intellectual, emotional, national, internal, on and on. Learning to laugh at yourself is the hardest and most important. What are the things that you can't laugh at?

What do you want for christmas?

My goal right now is to be less pitiful... not so lofty I can't overextend myself on this one and yet-fuck. I feel like a cliche and that makes me angry. I just want to be a little bit removed.

I'm a serial monogomist with anxious attachment style.

I miss New York City and my old life. I miss the indian vendors and the punk kids asking for a dime when they obviously don't need it. I miss the subway maps and the hipster kids spinning the Astor Place cube and the sexy barista with maybe one more piercing than he should have, I miss Peter and his huge mustache sweeping the words away from his ( Read more... )