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Monthly Archives: September 2009

thank god i never unpack

halloooo me and daniel saboteur are looking for some places to live in london, we’re hoping to be roommates when we get there. he’s getting there in a couple o’ weeks and i get there in december. we found this one place that was perfect perfect perfect but we were too late for it. if [...]

desire was the flame

Me and a lot of my friends have reached a turning point (whether premature or just on time) of realizing that holy shit, we’ve got our fucking years ahead of us. Some by being in school and knowing they’ll be somewhere for the next three years, or maybe deciding that they won’t be. We all [...]

good in the hood

Wax Head, (as I’m supposed to call him) is one talented kid. I talk about destined for greatness, he IS that, if anything else. He’s really goddam intricate with his details, sometimes I see his shit around and it’s so good that you’re just like, “what the fuck, why isn’t this on exhibition or somewhere [...]

I’ve been in an unbelievably ranty mood and expect some sort of drunken dribble with hate sewn right into it type of post. This is a warning. No one is safe. Unfortunately you don’t get to see me rant in real life, I get really flustered and high pitched and red, i’m also known to [...]

equilibrium

First off, Julian Casablancas’ single, so goooood. I’ll admit I’m a bit of a Strokes obsessive (mind you, the first two albums for the most part), but Julian’s stuff is fresh and proper for now. Though I’m afraid the content is predictably about the tribulations of youth, oof. Separate from my favouritism, please, when I’m [...]

sea of love

You’ve known me for so long, I’m almost a full grown girl now

I love BARR, but recently he’s been ruling my life, especially this song. The way he speaks is exactly the way people should.

I say the same thing over and over because I only think about the same things over and over in circles

the wall

For some reason my writing has turned somewhat script-like as I can honestly say I think I’ve begun writing dialogue more than prose. But really, how important is dialogue? Too important. I understand that perhaps gesture and tone are also required to get points across, but I think in modern times all we have left [...]

Je ne veux pas travailler
Je ne veux pas déjeuner
Je veux seulement l’oublier
Et puis je fume

the news is old

the game is the same but we’re all just older.
compare these to the previous post…parallel
gala and i, november 2007 (I can’t even believe this is almost two years ago)

bubble bath, july 2008