Ok, so I was just looking through a disgusting facebook profile of a girl I went to gradeschool with and saw that all of her wall posts were by women. Of course, I thought "Wow! What a homosocial culture she must be in, which supports strong female bonds!" And then I wanted to die.

To begin with, I had dinner with Abby last night and it was lovely. I may have been a little stoned, and the commercialism of the mall may have frightened me, but it was still a very delicious and nice dinner. We finished early, bought the cheapest Whitman book they had, and decided that a walk was a LOVELY idea. Downtown has a loveliness that ( Read more... )

Dear Livejournal-
I accidentally may have gotten a job today that involves sending letters to the Mexican governement, got free sushi AND used my free drink at Metropolis. I declare my life a success!

Yours in the right place at the right time,
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"Hey! Yeah, you, Big Blue! What the fuck is up with baleen?? Why don't you evolve some teeth! If I were a whale I'd probably krill myself! HAHAHAHAHA! And while you're at it, get some fucking legs, blubber butt!"
"EEEEeeeeeeEEEiiiiEIiiiioooooooo!"

Denial is the essence of love, just as pain is the ultimate core of pleasure. Both are centered on the absence of the object, since total union results in alteration of the individual. When a larva becomes a queen ant by eating royal jelly, the jelly brings her no pleasure; rather it alters her very being and no longer holds power over her as an ( Read more... )

Today I met with Ophelia for tea. It's always tea with Ophelia. Sometimes, I think she's trying to follow her namesake and would drown herself in tea if she weren't so damn inept. Anyway, we sat down, and I asked her how she was doing ( Read more... )

I just wrote the best sentence of my life in regards to "A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man." I will never write another one. Eat your heart out, Gertrude Stein! I can write awesome sentences AND use punctuation AND make a damn point!

I want to be Frank O'Hara, but I want to fuck Frank O'Hara, in the weird incest that is modern life.

Oh wow! The past week and a half have been pretty fucking ridiculous. So....I spent almost NONE of it sober, culminating in a marvelous set of hickies, and now Ira and I are friends again, which is good (the hickies and Ira are unrelated, although the lack of sobriety comes into play in the former). Saying goodbye to all of the Rome kids was ( Read more... )

My last few days in the dirty Mil have been pretty damn fine, despite the mouth injury. It was pretty sad saying goodbye to my kids at the tutoring place, and two of them made me cards which was way cute ( Read more... )