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BECAUSE LETTING PEOPLE KNOW YOU CARE ABOUT THEM ISN'T HOKEY, IT'S HUMAN. AND NECESSARY. -
also, a new premise
- I don't know anything about anything.
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nothin good ever lasts
I have exactly one job that I actually just love. I like it so much I don't steal from it, at all, ever. I like it so much I show up early sometimes. I like it so much and it is ending with the first frost. Well then. -
c'mon jump on it
Working on my bike makes me feel wonderful. -
my saddle is waitin
Elizabeth Grosz, another in a long line of women I should read, insists on a feminism that incorporates the body in its full complex splendor, its abilities to spill over from biology into religion, society, politics, economy: everything. The body goes where no one and nothing else goes; does what no one and nothing else can do. The body is not ( Read more... ) -
it would break my mother's heart
Ran into a guy on my bike (bruised neck, arm--mine, not his); rode slowly fearfully home contemplating the wet streets, my nearly nonexistent brakes, my own mortality--to find a postcard from Israel in my mailbox. Saying: don't miss NY at all. will try to write soon. love.
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in which i ramble about bikes, doggedness
I scaled the Williamsburg Bridge via bike for the first time since I've lived in New York--for the first time since I've had a bike. This is not a big deal for the hundreds or thousands of people who do that shit twice a day, five days a week (and I have a few friends who seem to be this sort of commuter-bike-punk), but I have been afraid to do ( Read more... ) -
TRYING TO GET A HANDLE ON
the rotten roots of radical communities. the toxic year i had last year. where politics are more important than kindness and somehow there's no overlap between the two ( Read more... ) -
this is a call
for pen-pals and people who want to read critical theory this summer. (I could kind of stand to read more Nietzsche; also Society of the Spectacle, Agamben or Arendt, of course Foucault, and Tiqqun/Invisible Committee. I kind of want to read Baudrillard, also. Maybe even D&G? I set ridiculous goals for myself at the beginning of every summer, and ( Read more... ) -
all i want you to do is just hold me
It's 2 am, I am laying in bed a little high, half-dreaming, unable to sleep, when my phone vibrates.
It is a text message from my father that says only "Ted is gone I was holding his hand I love you"
Ted and his wife are my parents' best friends. He and Caren are my other set of parents, present at every soccer game, recital, graduation ( Read more... )