December 2010
45 posts
“YOU STOLE THE LAST CUPCAKE! YOU SEE ALL THESE GUYS LOOKING AT YOU? YOU LIKE IT,...”
– Love you Tanja
The things I'll do to avoid homework
Don’t you fucking look at me
What.
You’ve never seen a pair of legs
And ten fingernails, pale like seashells?
My nose will smell, my ears will hear
Every night I see the moon
Unless, of course, it won’t be seen
What more will you ask of me?
Winter is cold, summer holds sunshine
And my skin is freckled, forever freckled
The seasons laugh and dance around me
Hands are cold like winter, winter
Hair...
Making Right (Ode to Tanja)
Hey there.
I don’t know if you’ve realized it but I’ve wronged you. Not completely on purpose, it wasn’t something I set out to do but something that happened, of its own will. Maybe you haven’t noticed but I hate that I’ve done it to you. I was acidic when I should have been sweet, apathetic when I should have stretched out a hand, I voiced bad opinions of you...
“The lie, as a virtue, a principle, is eternal; the lie, as a recreation, a...”
– Mark Twain
Nudity
I don’t know why I feel the need to share this, but I love nudity. Males, females, its not a sexual thing but an artistic, theatric, geometric feeling. I love the shapes of the human body, the way it can contort, the way it looks against certain lights. I think it’s a beautiful and majestic thing.
But after looking at a spread for Vera Wang, with semi-nude females baring their...
“You are pulling down heaven and raising up a whore!”
– Arthur Miller, Crucible
“Optimism is the madness of insisting all is well when we are all miserable.”
– Voltaire, Candide
“I once saw a baby give another baby a tattoo! They were very drunk!”
– Tracy Jordan
6 episodes away from being caught up with 30 Rock
The Crucible: Thoughts
It has one of the best scripts I’ve ever read or heard performed, and I’m something of a script junkie. The story was, and still is, the most fantastic thing that’s ever occurred. The only fault I could see was in the audience: we are, or think we are, too removed from the conflicts that the characters experience. Witchcraft? Absurd, in our day and age. Mixing law and...
Baron Pride
I get a mixture of fear and delight every time I go to a school pep rally. There’s something so raw, so animal-like about the whole thing. The blackened gymnasium, the seizure-inducing lights, the crowd constantly screaming and writhing in their seats, hands raised, voices hoarse. It feels like ritual sacrifice. It feels like unrequited love. I try to distance myself, but in the end...
The Cullens: By Dan Bergenstein
The Cullens don’t know why their house plant is dying.
EDWARD: My beloved house plant. It’s…dying! JACOB: Maybe it needs to be watered? CARLISLE: Watered with milk? JACOB: No, with water. CARLISLE: Salty water? JACOB: No, regular water. CARLISLE: And do we place a cup of water near the plant, and give the plant a bendy straw? JASPER: Maybe if we move sideways… JACOB: No, you pour...
