Thursday, April 30, 2009

Friday, April 24, 2009

forgettable, that's what you are....

I sometimes really like making myself a complicated dinner all from scratch. And then, when I sit down to eat, I look at the plate and think, what was all the effort for? And more often than not, I put the dinner in tupperware in the freezer and I eat cereal or chocolate chips for dinner.

Have you ever been tempted to join a cult? And if you approached one voluntarily, do you think they would take you?

There are about 7 billion people on this planet. Feeling special or unique is rare and maybe even stupid.

I'm on a new honesty kick. No, not so new anymore, I'm just sick of saying "I'm fine."

I'm getting dumber by the minute.


Thursday, April 16, 2009

New Project

Shoot. I feel like throwing in the towel.

I have a new project. I'm going to "tweet" a story every day.

I was going to cancel my Twitter account because why do I have a Twitter account?

But then, I don't know.

check it out.
The link is over there on the right -->

The most horrible sound in the world is that of a talk show audience full of woman whooping and screaming.

Friday, April 03, 2009

Is it breaking and entering if you have a key?

About a month ago I got myself a new apartment. I really wanted this new apartment for many reasons and was willing to deal with the one month overlap between new apartment and old apartment ( = double rent).

Because I had so much time to move and the new apartment was/is literally across the street from my old apartment, I decided to move myself. Down three flights of stairs, across the street, and up three flights of stairs. My friend Jac helped me move my futon mattress and my bookshelf and my friend Zach helped me move my dresser, my futon, and my dining room table. Everything else, my sad arms moved.

Now, after a solid month of moving, I had a day to myself. A day to do whatever I wanted to do. I sent a whole mass of stories to a whole mass of journals. I got a haircut. I did laundry. I ate some cheese. I took pictures of my new apartment:

Bob likes to lounge.

I like roller skates.

Our Lady of the icky radiator.

Stuff I like.

I also remembered that I forgot my bike in the basement of my old building. Der.

Also, just for kicks, I choose to close with the video for "Alternative Girlfriend" by The Barenaked Ladies cuz I ain't afraid to say I think it's funny and very early 90s-like.

<a href="">Barenaked Ladies - Warner Bros. (1000) - Alternative Girlfriend (Video Version)</a>