March 2012
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remind myself that, even though I’m signing a year lease again in the suburbs, and even though I have an amazing, exciting, editor job, in 2-3 years I want to be in New York. Otherwise, I’m just going to keep rearranging my apartment on Sundays, reading old facebook messages from my travels, getting depressed.
February 2012
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hammerito:
Iron and Wine // Boy With a Coin
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i was out drinking at dear mom and benders..
and this guy i had talked to ummmmm once before insulted my past taste in men, my current taste in men, and then quizzed me on books I’ve read and went “oh. I assumed you would have read it because you’re a writer.”
oh no, that’s coooooooool, let’s not do this again. i didn’t come to the city to be patronized. I mean, more than usual.
sometimes i think about...
how weird that one party was where i ended up talking to someone who was facebook chatting me up, was saved by the guy i used to hook up with, and the dude i went on to hook up with much later was playing beer pong in the kitchen. oh college. oh single life. sometimes, i miss you. other times, i like being able to text my boyfriend at 3am that i’m a terrible person. also, posting about my...
January 2012
12 posts
also:
just yelling at my cat “you’re a jerk you’re an asshole” and texting people i shouldn’t. I SHOULDNT BE HOME ON A FRIDAY NIGHT.
alternate title: don’t schedule work on a weekend unless it involves getting a free trip to puerto vallarta where a skeezy filmmaker who lives with his girlfriend in SF offers for youto stay in his hotel room. i wasn’t born...
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im not good at being alone. and SERIOUSLY though i became that bitch that texted everyone wanting to be told to come hang out and then didnt do it. i am the worst. i’m going to take a vicodin and play just dance. and look forward to beer fest tomorrow
Working a Peep Show at Lusty Lady →
i can’t tell you about the peep show, but i can tell you what it’s like to be topless on stage for about five minutes, and it involves getting black out drunk at the jameson ball beforehand and waking up with glitter on your tits and random ones stuffed into your purse.
i will not be attending jameson ball this year.
alternate title: a trying time for my boyfriend in our...
ive come to the belief
that attractive people make friends. when they move. but only if you work in an office. aka….i need to stop freelancing and start moving. also….ive had a bottle of champagne and am vaguely (very vaguely) thinking about digging up some deleted numbers. what? im a creep. i can find your hidden stupid blog, i can find your stankin numbers.
“Nowadays,”
– a high school journalist beginning an opinion piece about internet culture (via dangagliardi)
December 2011
57 posts
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Watch
Drive (2011) - The Kiss
glad that...
“can jacking off hurt your wrist” sent people to this blog.
Movie List
movies of 2011 I still need to see/want to see:
Tree of Life (I know I know, how have I not?)
The Descendants: It looks like a depressing story about a dad, and right now I only like crying about conflicted romantic relations, not father figures.
The Future: Miranda July. duh. I can’t ever stop thinking about her books.
Weekend: I’ve heard it probably worst described as a gay...
tonight is one of those nights...
where i wish i had gin and limes in my apartment because all i want to do is drink and watch terrible TV and not have terribly happy dreams that make me terribly happy to wake up from.
also, do you ever look at pictures of you in a group of people and you look at that one person and go “youuuuuu…..don’t you look at me you motherfucker. i hate that I dont hate you more but...
“Eventually something you love is going to be taken away. And then you will fall...”
– Richard Siken (via palerghost)
my favorite part of this week had to be walking into a room full of people I went to high school with, having a few long lost guy friends yell “Haney!” and then hearing people tell me how good I look. And seeing that longtime ago ex that’s just a good person and I always wish the best for. And talking to Ivan/Paolo. What a weird rando good night.
Also, has anyone seen young...
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facebook is killin it
and by killing it i mean my productivity. Just read through my entire friendship history with someone I used to date. I am the epitome of lame and failed attempts at being blase, which coincidentally is also a pretty good book title.
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it's really adorable
that Dom thinks I’ll be waiting to watch the Doctor Who Christmas special with him.
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googling
google didn’t turn up much for “dream where you’re pregnant with boyfriend’s baby but hanging out with your ex at a bar”
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