May 2011
1 post
When I go out looking like crap and I see someone...
Im like
February 2011
1 post
This is Lady Gaga's new look:
srsly:
I saw it while I was at work today and and this was literally my face for 5 minutes:
I mean, jesus. All of the makeup and the horrifying as shit costumes and radical haircuts and all I’m thinking is, “Ah, too bad. Still not a pretty face.”
January 2011
3 posts
“Worship power, you will end up feeling weak and afraid, and you will need ever...”
– DAVID FOSTER WALLACE, IN HIS OWN WORDS | More Intelligent Life (via drinkyourjuice)
Such a good reminder of this AMAZING speech. Foster Wallace gave this speech at my boyfriend’s graduation from Kenyon in 2005 and I think about the message almost every day.
December 2010
2 posts
“… quite simply, I was in love with New York. I do not mean “love” in any...”
– Joan Didion, “Farewell to All That” (via drinkyourjuice)
I used to feel this way about NYC, though I was born and raised here. You feel as if you’re closer to whatever that superior force is that makes things happen when you’re in New York. Something extraordinary, good or bad, is...
Sing it like you mean it, puppets.
Lists
I am obsessed with making lists. There is something so satisfying about crossing off the “finish to do list…” item on my notepad.
So in celebration of listless list-making (see what I did there?), here are some shows:
Favorite TV Shows:
1. Arrested Development
2. 30 Rock
3. Peepshow
4. Louie
5. In Betweeners
Honorable mention: Extras.
What are yours?
November 2010
2 posts
“If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it...”
– ~Aldous Huxley (via fuckyeahkickassquotes)
October 2010
27 posts
“Nobody tells this to people who are beginners, I wish someone told me. All of us...”
– Ira Glass (via Rabbit Write’s interview on Gala Darling)
My hero.
(via baileygenine)
The awkward moment when you make a milkshake and...
UPenn: Bernadette Mayer's writing experiments &... →
I’m toying with the idea of doing NaNoWrimo in November…. I get a little frantic when I try to write without direction, and I’m optimistic that some of these cues might help get the party started.
yrfriendliz:
For those of us with writer’s block. ALSO. I like Bernadette Mayer.
Dear Coke Talk: On what la does to women. →
This is something I’ve often wished I could say to a certain subset of my friends.
dearcoketalk:
This is relative to “On Quitting.” I also achieved my dream job, but with barely enough pay to get through my rent and bills. I moved from Brooklyn to L.A., so I really don’t have a support system. Not that being skinny isn’t awesome, but I’ve shrank about 45 lbs, leaving me at about 97 lbs...
the ragbag: forty-shilling words →
thefuzzydave:
The f-word season premiere takes us to the f section of the dictionary of jamaican english (2002). there we encounter such doozies as a valuable synonym for truthiness, what it’ll cost you (in shillings) to utter an obscenity around the authorities, and what to yell in a crowded bar when you are thirsty for your third slippery nipple and nobody is paying any attention to you. let’s...
tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?
peepeebee asked: Hey :)
Thanks for following!
How are you this beautiful (rainy, cold-standard in England) weekend? And more importantly, would you rather be reincarnated as a carrot or a sweet potato?
Paul
Thanks for following!
How are you this beautiful (rainy, cold-standard in England) weekend? And more importantly, would you rather be reincarnated as a carrot or a sweet potato?
Paul
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Hey Captain Planet, guess what?
Turning off the apartment’s MODEM every night before you go to bed doesn’t save any energy. The other three (3) people who live with you (hey, hi) are just going to think terrible thoughts about you and turn that shit right back on.
Who DOES shit like this?
ABCs of me. (Because Friday Afternoon Boredom is... →
A - Age: 26
B - Bed size: Right now, a dorm-style single. Ballin’ in Brazil, whaaat.
C - Chore you hate: Washing dishes. I will do anything (eating out of containers, my hands, etc, to avoid doing dishes).
D - Don’t eat: A lot of things, but a lot of my food hates center on slimy stuff, like onions and fresh tomatoes. Also, I won’t eat anything that’s not comprised of...
When I see the Flinstones Google doodle I think
: about Lotus Notes. Why? Because that program is the computer equivalent of a Flinstones car. It’s slow, it doesn’t make any sense, and it runs on your blood, sweat, and tears.
: about the neighbors who live across the hall from us in New York, who my mom has nicknamed, “The Flinstones.” They’re all tall and beefy, like Fred. First there are the grandparents, your...
September 2010
17 posts
“There are many differences between a baby and an Ipod. And one of the biggest...”
– (Nick Hornby, Slam)
I drink caffeine to "get" productive
and work and all the sudden, I’m all “I forgot to organize my pens and test them to make sure they all work! HOW MANY PAIRS OF UNDERWEAR DO I HAVE? BETTER GET A GOOD COUNT.”
And this is why i can’t have hype things.
IMs
make me anxious. I am one of those people who sits down to do work and ends up spending three hours reading self-help articles about avoiding procrastination. When you IM me to make small talk, it adds another layer to my shameful procrastination onion. And I loathe onions.
testing mac tumblet. are you ready to rawk? cuz i have mad ideas that i’m too lazy to open the site to post about. but now….
"Scientits"
Is what I just called scientists while typing fast for work. If Scientits did exist, would they be boobs that ran away from home to join a cult?
Truthful Tuesday
I need to figure out how to make something of my life, and fast, before i end up being the crazy aunt from Alice in Wonderland.
my aversion to washing dishes
is such, that i was draining some pasta i was making (at 10am) and i briefly considered sucking up the pasta water with a straw and spitting it out rather than getting the strainer dirty and having to wash it later. didn’t actually go through with it. but i considered it.
sort of a warped missed connections
it’s literally been raining buckets of water, you were cosy in your car, and you couldn’t pause to let a drenched, sad little pedestrian cross in front of you while you were cruising out of a parking lot.
go home tonight, turn on your teevee, change into your comfiest sweats… and eat a bag a dicks and wash it down with a nice cup o’ jizz.
