|Friday, May 12th, 2006|
|Monday, March 27th, 2006|
| ...never through shyness in the houses of the rich or in the presence of clergymen having denied these loves...
|Wednesday, December 14th, 2005|
I got in :)
|Tuesday, November 29th, 2005|
|Thursday, November 24th, 2005|
I'm going to take a moment to pimp my new blog, which I've created as part of a creative writing assignment for school.
Check it out and comment there if you do! Crosseyed and Painless
|Monday, October 3rd, 2005|
I am eating lots of chocolate and drinking lots of beer and losing weight.
I love the Czech Republic.
Also because yesterday I ate dinner in the basement of Franz Kafka's house with Leonard Cohen in the background. And attached to the basement is another, older (13th century older) basement where they used to punish bad students. There are still manacles attached to the walls.
Also because everything is cobblestoned. The people are a little bit cobblestoned, too, as well as very good-looking.
Also because I saw a sign that shows the way to Pilsen (~100 km away) and it was pointing directly at the side of a building.
Shana Tovah, everyone. Current Mood: European
|Wednesday, September 28th, 2005|
Dudes, my gaydar is like...the best ever. I'm eight for eight, I believe.
Also, my dad's boss likes my poetry. Er?
And physics hates me.
And Nelson was really, really nice when I went to do the limits test. Like whoa, what?
And after tomorrow I'll see you all in two weeks after my first ever trip to Europe! (Unless you count two days in London one time and 12 hours in the airport in Shannon, Ireland after my plane (theoretically going to New York) semi-crashed).
And today I called in to a radio station I can't even listen to.
And yesterday a guy came into Starbucks with a large green parrot on his shoulder.
|Thursday, August 18th, 2005|
Why do I underestimate the pervasiveness of civility? I don't know what to think about anything. I work at Starbucks. I rode the 2 train from the Bronx to Manhattan across from a man carrying a large, rusty saw.
I will be silent and wise.
P.S. I hung out with Lulu last Friday. We tried to go to the Museum of the Moving Image, but ended up wandering around a cemetery in Brooklyn instead. I can't wait to see the rest of all y'all crazy fuckers.
|Monday, April 11th, 2005|
|Tuesday, March 29th, 2005|
In certain situations, replying 'nothing' when asked what one is thinking about may be pretense in a man. Those who are loved are well aware of this. But if that reply is sincere, if it symbolizes that odd state of soul in which the void becomes eloquent, in which the chain of daily gestures is broken, in which the heart vainly seeks the link that will connect it again, then it is as it were the first sign of absurdity.
...Oh you, Camus.
|Wednesday, March 9th, 2005|
I don't believe in
an omniscient, omnipresent, omnipotent god
I do believe in
|Saturday, January 22nd, 2005|
| We can't deny the ubiquity of faith.
Where is all this snow coming from?? It boggles the mind that somewhere floating around in the stratosphere there's a reserve of these enormous volumes of stuff
In a similar vein, every year in the deadening boredom of science, there's usually one topic that turns me on. Last year it was entropy. This year, I think it's evolutionary biology. For once, I think Strife is right on when he says wild stuff
. I mean, primordial sludge wherein over a couple billion years...*poof* from the nonlife emerged little tiny bits of life. The odds were so tiny. It's heartbreaking.
|Thursday, January 13th, 2005|
|Tuesday, December 28th, 2004|
: good night sexheadMackBat818
: sigh you know me too well
: sexhead :-(CakesForTheEnemy
: there's sex in your head?MackBat818:
too too muchCakesForTheEnemy
: sweet me tooooo and i hate itMackBat818
: i dont hate it as much as i get sad over the fact that theres more in my head than in my real lifeCakesForTheEnemy
: yesyesyesyesyes. i hate sad. it will go away though because one day, we will get fucked and we will celebrate.
I lurv you, Jenny! Let's road trip it up!
|Saturday, December 25th, 2004|
This is my room, a few weeks ago. I'm thinking...perhaps my logic is backwards. Perhaps I don't clean when I'm lonely, perhaps I become lonely because I have to clean so much of the time.
And...if Hanukkah is the Festival of Lights, how come we get:
and you get:
I have major Christmas envy. Always have. One year my sister and I took my mom's bonsai tree, hid it in my sister's closet, decorated it, and left each other presents under it. So...whose tree can I come hang out with?
Also, have to mention I found this while I was searching for images...
Merry Christmas, all! Happy birthday (sort of), Jesus!
oh distance has a way
of making love
|Sunday, December 19th, 2004|
I had my doubts about the isLove craze but...Brilliant!
|Tuesday, December 14th, 2004|
|Saturday, November 20th, 2004|
|Wednesday, October 27th, 2004|
Simon and Garfunkel.
|Tuesday, October 12th, 2004|
At some point one begins worrying about an immaculate conception.