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And there's so much more (with apologies to Lys)
I turn 25 today. I'm not sure I ever planned on this. I remember being seven and desperately wanting to be eight; I remember being 15 and desperately wanting to get my driver's license. I was thrilled when I moved from whiny 22 to independent 23. But I can't remember ever wanting to be 25.
I did, though, at some point, want to be a grown-up. The ( Read more... ) -
Fiction wha?
I don't know about NaNoWriMo. That's a lot of words. And ever since a workshop teacher told my that my stories were "really funny, like an episode of Friends," I've been content to sit on the sidelines.
But but: this inherent wussiness has made me very excited about NaSoAlMo. I get to be excited about the project without any guilt for not ( Read more... ) -
the good fight
http://www.nytimes.com/2005/11/07/business/07gender.html
Wow. I mean, sure, I had this vague feeling that getting the fuck out of publishing and jumping into journalism would help me meet boys. But this is ridiculous. -
The NC strikes again!
Last Wednesday through Saturday I was in Kenosha, WI, visiting the boyfriend's family. Kenosha's an old factory town in the heart of beer country, and legend has it that there used to be more bars per capita there than in any other city in the U.S. This is a beloved statistic, and even if it's no longer entirely true, bar culture thrives there. ( Read more... ) -
Hipstresses, rise up!
Last night was Neighborhood Nite. Andy and I dined at the Alligator ( Read more... ) -
So it's come to this
I can't find my cell phone. There are three rooms in this apartment, plus the bathroom if you count it, which I don't because why would my cell phone be in the bathroom? I have to call Carole King! I have to pitch an article about green tea! But I have no phone ( Read more... ) -
Going back to Philadelphia (I do believe I've had enough)
This articledepressed me for a million cozy reasons, mostly the bad feelings ( Read more... ) -
Francois de Francoiseroy
Polina and Jill were weirded out in the animal facility today when B------- C--------'s technician who clearly has the world's worst case of Asburgers and is named, improbably, Francois de Francoiseroy, serenaded them with the theme song from "Aquateen Hunger Force." Does this mean something to you?
The above is the entire content of an e-mail I ( Read more... ) -
And I slept like twelve hours last night
LVHRD's events were described to me as "dorky parties for cool kids," which makes sense in light of tonight's competitive eating extravaganza. Two teams -- one comprised of the teddy-bearish members of a design firm, the other of gazelles from the New York City Ballet -- raced to see who could empty a vending machine first. I love vending ( Read more... )
