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another year of the us open down the drain. it's always a bit sad. i am always at a loss as to what to do with myself on evenings/weekends when it's over and have to find new things to do at work (besides working) because usopen.org offers me nothing now. weep.
we watched the championship at this bar in brooklyn where all the morons of the world clearly united in one loud, unnecessary, thunderous clap. morons who clearly have no idea how tennis is played. and who is stupid enough to root against (love of my life) roger federer? i'll admit that rooting for young novak is a worthy cause and a shakeup would have been... interesting. but.. come on. were you really surprised? and for the record, i think it's really tacky to clap SO LOUD when someone either hits out of bounds or the net. like, you're so psyched that djovovich did... nothing? there are exceptions, it's true. but anyway. i actually enjoy a little rivalry when i am watching sports (all two that i watch) with other people... but ONLY if they know their ass from their elbows in terms of game play. and the three idiots next to us were clueless. collectively clueless. i witnessed at least 6 triumphant outbursts only to result in solemn embarrassment when they realized they had cheered for the wrong man. or... in my case, the right man. and i will admit now it puts a little song in my heart to see my man win OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN. i honestly feel like everything's right in the world. sigh...
we physically went to the open but once (ON MY BIRTHDAY, BITCHES!) this season because apparently it's the most popular thing EVER?!?!??!?!?!??!?!? and therefore sold out...for the first time since i've tried to go.... no doubt to bourgeois relatives of the yahoos we shared space with at iona. but regardless that night it was a federer match and... let me just say it again. HE IS SO HOT. xoxoxox.
but speaking of my birthday, this is the first year in the history of my existence on this planet that i have felt the weight of time passing by. if you want to know, i am now 27 and i have done BORDERLINE NOTHING with my life. it's true that i have worked on amazing things with amazing artists and managed to crack into magazines with fairly little experience/training...so i am happy for that. but meanwhile, career???? NONE TO SPEAK OF. money??? HARDLY EVER. plans??? NOT REALLY. cry cry cry. i know it's mostly the pressure of living in new york that makes me feel like a total and complete loser (and i am happy not to live elsewhere where it's okay or even good for someone with a masters to be a manager at starbucks). but anyway i will get out of the funk. meanwhile still cranking away at the teen mag with nary a job prospect any time soon after that. only plans to travel a bit in october and continue being dead weight in my marriage.
realistically i do alright. but i could be doing better. let's leave it at that.
since i am on a bit of a roll here i would also like to share that i watched that movie WATER last night. jeremy passed out less than half way through but let me tell you, i was personally moved by this film. tears, they were shed. and when i took gordy for a walk right after i was in a very dreamy state and had many realizations. most of which will get phased out by the mind numbing work i do and the shit i talk, but regardless.
otherwise any creative plans or inspirations i have are getting slightly drowned out by OTHER WORK i am doing. which means homework again tonight. and hateful thoughts that rot my intestines and soul and prevent me from being successful and making tons of dollars. barrrrrrf..
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz......
we watched the championship at this bar in brooklyn where all the morons of the world clearly united in one loud, unnecessary, thunderous clap. morons who clearly have no idea how tennis is played. and who is stupid enough to root against (love of my life) roger federer? i'll admit that rooting for young novak is a worthy cause and a shakeup would have been... interesting. but.. come on. were you really surprised? and for the record, i think it's really tacky to clap SO LOUD when someone either hits out of bounds or the net. like, you're so psyched that djovovich did... nothing? there are exceptions, it's true. but anyway. i actually enjoy a little rivalry when i am watching sports (all two that i watch) with other people... but ONLY if they know their ass from their elbows in terms of game play. and the three idiots next to us were clueless. collectively clueless. i witnessed at least 6 triumphant outbursts only to result in solemn embarrassment when they realized they had cheered for the wrong man. or... in my case, the right man. and i will admit now it puts a little song in my heart to see my man win OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN. i honestly feel like everything's right in the world. sigh...
we physically went to the open but once (ON MY BIRTHDAY, BITCHES!) this season because apparently it's the most popular thing EVER?!?!??!?!?!??!?!? and therefore sold out...for the first time since i've tried to go.... no doubt to bourgeois relatives of the yahoos we shared space with at iona. but regardless that night it was a federer match and... let me just say it again. HE IS SO HOT. xoxoxox.
but speaking of my birthday, this is the first year in the history of my existence on this planet that i have felt the weight of time passing by. if you want to know, i am now 27 and i have done BORDERLINE NOTHING with my life. it's true that i have worked on amazing things with amazing artists and managed to crack into magazines with fairly little experience/training...so i am happy for that. but meanwhile, career???? NONE TO SPEAK OF. money??? HARDLY EVER. plans??? NOT REALLY. cry cry cry. i know it's mostly the pressure of living in new york that makes me feel like a total and complete loser (and i am happy not to live elsewhere where it's okay or even good for someone with a masters to be a manager at starbucks). but anyway i will get out of the funk. meanwhile still cranking away at the teen mag with nary a job prospect any time soon after that. only plans to travel a bit in october and continue being dead weight in my marriage.
realistically i do alright. but i could be doing better. let's leave it at that.
since i am on a bit of a roll here i would also like to share that i watched that movie WATER last night. jeremy passed out less than half way through but let me tell you, i was personally moved by this film. tears, they were shed. and when i took gordy for a walk right after i was in a very dreamy state and had many realizations. most of which will get phased out by the mind numbing work i do and the shit i talk, but regardless.
otherwise any creative plans or inspirations i have are getting slightly drowned out by OTHER WORK i am doing. which means homework again tonight. and hateful thoughts that rot my intestines and soul and prevent me from being successful and making tons of dollars. barrrrrrf..
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz......