Jan 03, 2006 21:52
me: Why has nobody called me back?!
Whit: Because you're a loser. Didn't you know that?
It's been like this all night. I'm going to put it down to his friend's heroin abuse and not take it personally.
I've been listening to a lot of Concrete Blonde, since I can download music now. You should, too. I Don't Need A Hero. Bloodletting. Two days is too fresh for nostalgia.
The Harper's article on experimental fiction I was reading yesterday mentioned the Silver Jews. Sometimes A Pony Gets Depressed. I never wanted a pony. Sometimes I say I do, but really I'm lying. I lie a lot. The article does not mention ponies. It rags on Jonathan Franzen. And, yeah, Franzen is an asshole, but didn't we already know that? And didn't we stop caring like 5 minutes after we came to that realization?
The following people owe me phone calls:
Harry
Athena
Danny
Pete
Y'all need to get on that. Bitches.
I'm going to take a break from grad school essay writing to watch Law and Order: Special Victims Unit. Because that's what I do. Somebody read this shit.
conversations,
friends,
music,
tv,
family