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there go the movies…
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RIP, dude.
Here at Meta-Mirror, Inc. we do not usually concern ourselves with celebrity news, at least not publicly. I mean, sure, if Lefty and I bump into one another at the watercooler we might chat about Amy Winehouse’s latest hijinx–we’re only human!–but we are always sure to punctuate those convos with something like:
-Who IS Amy Winehouse, […]
The Last Sunsets
My very first thought upon waking this morning was, “What’s it going to be like to be dead?”
Great. One of those one of those days!
Off the dole
They took away my gimp card on the first day of September, as per Dr. Lifesaver’s instructions. Soon after that, I had my monthly meeting with the Scar Club and for the first time, I thought, Hey, I don’t actually have much in common with these people anymore. Then, last week, Dr. Chen told me […]
Read this entry >>Proof that it’s not all guilt, hate, existential horror, and weeping around here.
Sometimes, there are miracles.
Lefty gave me a strawberry plant for my birthday last year, and now, lo and behold, it has fructified once more.
Are strawberry plants supposed to survive the winter? And especially, strawberry plants in 4-inch plastic pots?
That sucker was sweet, too.
Like like the the the death
This weekend, I went to Boston to witness Firecracker’s wedding dress search.
You probably already know how I feel about weddings, because that’s like all I ever write about. That, and death.
Yep:
I hate weddings!
I’m afraid of/obsessed with dying!
That’s basically it. In the interest of time, you might want to stop reading now.
Operation Short Story
I don’t want to be a total hater and trash the fuck out of this story that was in last week’s New Yorker. I was planning to write about a different story that I liked, but then that magazine–it was in Zoetrope–got buried in some pile, and I can’t find it anywhere, and how do […]
Read this entry >>Big Bang
Once I mused aloud to Left Hook, “Can you imagine what the world would be like if Mick Jagger had never been born?”
Lefty widened her eyes and shook her head, as in, Let’s not go there.
Which is the same way I feel about the Thing that Happened a certain amount of years ago Today.
It was […]
Read this entry >>Mr. P’s Special Day
On this day [redacted] years ago, Mr. Pistol was born in [redacted], and I sure am happy for that!
His mom wore what she describes as full makeup during labor. I’ve seen pictures of her sitting up in her hospital bed–pre-Mr. P–smiling nervously and looking very much like Princess Diana, if Princess Diana were an Olympic […]
fuck. fuck.
This is only my second day on the “job” so when Lappy froze with this Geemers conversation on the display, it was panic station. I thought blood would come out of my eyes, which is a nice change from feeling like it’s coming out of my ears.
Read this entry >>Cause when I need a friend…
When I first heard that Dinosaur Jr was recording a new record, I was a skeptical. So skeptical, in fact, that last time I saw them (at Rebel in December–weird place, that) I might have, like, yelled out, “Nobody wants to hear this shit!” whenever they played a new song. Maybe. Oops!
Mr. Pistol told me […]
…and I’m catatonic
When I was in sixth grade, there was this set-up at school where, on Valentine’s Day, you could have a rose sent to anybody you wanted for a dollar. I sent one to my boyfriend Bobby with a note that said, “Happy Valentine’s Day, you total stud. Love, Pistol.” How funny was I when I […]
Read this entry >>Mourning my younger brain
So I was booking down Bedford, late for [redacted] when an Architecture in Helsinki song came on my zPod and that hazy half-memory thing happened, where you’re not sure if there is an actual memory hovering just out of reach, or maybe it’s something to do with a dream, or just generalized deja vu. Something […]
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