oh my god do i miss New York

crikey i even have the theme song from New York 1 stuck in my head.

well, it seems i'll be spending my birthday tomorrow working at barnes and noble. but hey, at least i got a job. even if it's one with lousy pay.

i suck at poker! it's a lot of fun though. :)
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I'm reading Jerry Spinelli's YA book, Stargirl. i'm about halfway through and i just can't get into it. I like the "non-conformity is cool! do your own thing!" message and all, but its planted in such big, obvious blocks the book is left without mystery. I also bought The Noonday Demon: An Atlas of ( Read more... )

this morning i went to the second in a series of monthly "scar treatments" for the nasty keloids all over my arms. basically, this involves an otherwise very nice dermatologist injecting steroid into my scars multiple times. it hurts, as you can imagine any series of injections would, but eventually it will help me smooth over my past and move on ( Read more... )

4am. the hours that were once ripe now stretch out before me blanched and carnivorous. the watery blue of my computer screen does nothing to lull me to sleep; on the contrary it may as well be propping up my eyelids. i'm worried about Ken. i can't get a hold of him on the phone; maybe he crashed my car. maybe he was arrested for driving on a ( Read more... )

I'm reading Love by Angela Carter and I'm adoring her writing. The girl in the story is one who reminds me, perhaps rather egocentrically, of myself. a dreamy sort of solipsist, she has trouble reaching beyond the corridors of her own mind. she spends her days lying in a white room and smearing oil pastel trees upon the walls, and she is terrified ( Read more... )

-my friend got into a motorcycle accident yesterday and broke his ankle. i'm terrified of motorcycles ( Read more... )

i went to the Diane Arbus exhibit this morning at the LACMA. it was AMAZING. i want to be this woman when i grow up. Her photographs of people are, for the most part, so simultaneously beautiful and ugly, so sincere and yet so secretive...just perfect. I bought a shirt on my way out that reads, "One of the risks of appearing in public is the ( Read more... )

would anyone be interested in seeing yo la tengo (tuesday), tortoise (thurs/friday) or the shins (friday) with me? or for that matter, mum on july 8....

let me know. :)

"
The room is dark and heavy with what I want to say.
I see murals in the radio static and on your blue jeans.
What would you say if I asked you to run away?
It's been done so many times I hardly know what it means.
"
(the silver jews)