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I thought that I would abstain from blogging for the duration of Thanksgiving break, but geeze, some insane things happen when you sit in front of a television for 4-6 hours more than usual. Rarely do I ever watch television (of course with the exception of Weeds, Mad Men, Arrested Development etc.), but yesterday I felt my body descending into a Homer Simpson style ass-groove on my boyfriend’s parent’s couch. In the midst of this, I stood up to call my sister and returned just in time to see the Jonas Brother’s work their panty-dropping magic on a crowd of tweens that are probably under-studies for Hannah Montana and whatever sit-coms Disney is marketing to the kids these days. Video of the performance after the jump.
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It’s the fourth week of November, the semester is buzzing to a close as December looms in the near-future, and the weather is increasingly dreary. The cold air and dry skin that comes with late fall and early winter will soon drive us to snuggle under our comforters and drink Mint Cocoa from Trader Joe’s. For this transitional period I’m taking a break from living in one of the five boroughs to take in the sweet mountain air of the state of Connecticut. Things to look forward to? Certainly. Beer drinking, coffee drinking, movie watching, imagine an entire 5 days of total brain shut down and weight gain in the suburban wilderness. Maybe one night while watching Movies on Demand I’ll look out the window and see Bigfoot.
I hear he likes to make friends with suburban families.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: fresh pond road, hangovers, sartorial freedom, the m train, vanilla ice, Western New York, winter
This morning after I missed the 7:47 M train, I stood on the platform at Fresh Pond Road and thought, wow it’s really cold outside — yet 21 degrees is still nothing compared with Western New York chills. The difference between 21 degrees and negative 7 degrees is one temperature makes you wear bulky, usually uncomfortable parkas and hats, but the other seals you indoors and freezes your nose-hairs and all of the tears in your eyes if you do decide to leave your house to, say, go to the liquor store to wait out the chill with a drink that warms you from the inside (which causes you to polish off the entire bottle in one night which in return leaves you with a hangover that can only be waited out in the comfort and darkness of bed).
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I like this picture because it reminds me of my own lame desperation. It comes from a website called peacewitgod.co.uk I feel more enlightened about my deep questions just by looking at this girl’s tousled hair and sweater buttons.
I was just thinking that it’s been a week since I saw Synecdoche, New York, and while all the irks from the “quirks” of the film are still haunting me with the sound of canned laughter following after, I don’t think I have anything to say about the film anymore other than: it made me feel really miserable about wanting to call myself an artist, and I wish I had walked out right off the bat when the 4 year old daughter named Olive emerged with the vocabulary of a 30 year old and the sensibility of a “cute,” “indie” child.
Filed under: Essay, Ha-Ha's | Tags: awkward dancing, beer, Scott Tomford, Sharon Clark, triple canopy party in bushwick
Last night, Scott was scheduled to bartend at a Triple Canopy event in Bushwick. Two friends of ours were supposed to tag along with us so that I’d have people to stand around and look cool with while Scott was opening bottles for rowdy literary enthusiasts. Right before we were going to leave, Gray called and said he didn’t really want to go out and couldn’t get a hold of our friend Jared. I decided in advance that I would go into the party with a good attitude about standing around in a crowd of people I didn’t know after drinking a couple of beers. I have to say, I was pretty excited for the party. I even took time to pick out a nice outfit and make my hair look cute.
It’s hard to tell from these shitty photobooth shots, but I totally decided to experiment with bobby pins and buns.
When we got into the party space, I didn’t panic with fear about appearing to be one of those people that shows up to social events alone and doesn’t even bother to interact with other people. I figured I wouldn’t think too much about the way people were looking at me, so I took my place against a wall and let the party unfold around me.
Part of the party unfolding, however, was a barrage of pick-up lines, awkward attempts at conversations, and glares from predators across the room. Of course, of the many syndromes that are associated with partying (including lunch-table syndrome — usually of the lady’s sewing circle variety) Gazelle syndrome is the most prevalent in shy girls that stand up against walls and drink beer alone, occasionally wandering onto the dance floor to relieve the leg cramps from shifting weight from left foot to right foot and so on.
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This coming weekend and week, the following ought to be covered on my blog:
1. Movies I’ve seen lately that I couldn’t handle: Synecdoche, New York
2. Movies I look forward to: Slumdog Millionaire
3. Places I’ve gone: Bensonhurts, L&B Spumoni Pizzeria
4. Parties I’ve gone to: Triple Canopy Party
Now go anticipate.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: 2000 election, Brooklyn, facebook, Obama wins!, Rage Against the Machine, Testify
This morning I woke up still in disbelief. I read through my friends statuses on facebook. Most of my friends were thrilled — I think that it’s harder to come up with people I know who were pro-McCain — but there were a few kids from high school claiming that they needed to move to another country. I thought I would claim the same thing with my facebook status if McCain was elected, BUT we all know I would’ve been even poorer than I am now if he was in office with his continuation of the Bush policy.
When I was watching McCain’s concession speech, all I could think of was the Rage Against the machine video for Testify from the 2000 election. Video after the jump.
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I’m the jealous kind of person that lets the “I want what they’ve got” feeling fester quietly in my stomach. This probably accounts for the surprised reaction from my friends and family when I act up on those feelings. And what I’m jealous about could only be changed by having a time machine, but such fantastical elements shall remain absent from this story. Moving on, I dressed up for Halloween last night. In a really slutty costume I never would’ve worn or considered wearing if I hadn’t spent money on it an purchased it at 1 in the morning two weeks before Halloween.
