( nineteen years later. )
I went on a class field trip to Red Hook last week. Here are some pictures.
I hope you enjoyed a snippet of Red Hook. It's a lovely neighborhood, though it's a bitch to get to. Ugh.
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I signed myself up (inadvertantly) to interview Nick Flynn for my school's literary journal.
Remember the fact that I am the most skittish person ever, even though I am pretty good at interviews? Yeah, apparently I didn't. It's Nick Fucking Flynn. Like, hey, you won a Guggenheim Fellowship. What the what. I will probably die of a panic attack beforehand but then be totally chill when I actually conduct the interview. Hahaha.
(For those of you who are like "huh?", see:Another Bullshit Night in Suck City. Also, he's my school's Writer in Residence, so it isn't like I'm all "hey Nick Flynn, I don't know you, but can I talk to you kbye")
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Ask me for my top five of anything. Bands, cheeses, streets in New York, whatever. I'll answer (probably in a video, since I love making those!) in a post soon! It'll be legit, okay.
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'ye and i are making a friends cut. mostly people i don't talk to anymore, who don't comment or maybe don't post. if you noticed i unadded you and would like to get back on the list, just leave me a comment and i might add you back. nothing personal!
- Music:love lockdown - kanye west
but hey, here's me!
- Music:watching my own vlog, lolol. how meta!
Allrighty folks, a couple people on my friendslist have done these, and I wanna jump on the bandwagon so:
ask me questions! About anything. Whatever. And I'll answer them in a video!
I have off work tomorrow so I think it would be fun to do a lil project. Kthx bye.
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It is my greatest disappointment in life that I can't roll around in these baked goods.
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...that was weird.
we ended up talking for a couple hours. he's still a bit of a dick, but he seems really unhappy, so i feel bad. idk, i made him a mix of good music, hopefully it will temporarily make him not hate life? hahaha, idk.
also, i am ignoring my world civ work LA DEE DAA i am going to turn it in late.
only like two weeks of classes left! hooray! i am taking the amtrak to harrisburg and then my momma is coming to pick me up. s'glorious.
blergh, there are a bunch of literary journals i want to submit to but i suck or something idk so i'm too lazy for that.
the iraqi cabinet approved a pact that would have all troops out of iraq by 2011. it just has to pass their parliament, and then it'd be set.
fnjkanfnjskafjk thank godddddd. the first major withdrawal deadline would be the end of june next year. soooo goooooood.
that said, i was prettttty damn close to crying. okay, i've spent the last 8 years of my life watching every goddamn episode of this show. i haven't missed a one. and, yeah, that seems pathetic to a lot of people, but it's one hour a week and then you just can't stop. you know a show is good when its fanbase is still so strong after so long. and, damnit, after 8 years i wasn't quite ready to let warrick go. sure, gary dourdan had a pretttttty obvious drug problem, but, damn, put the character in a coma while he goes to rehab.
also, who the fuck let jorja fox cut her hair.
also also, eric szmanda better not be leaving this show, because that will be the day i finally jump ship.
maybe.
nooow i have to go see if grey's anatomy is on the interweb yet. because i am really, really stoked on there being lesbians [or questioning potential bisexuals WHATEVER] on primetime tv...
jesus christ, rooming with a lesbian has totally rubbed off on me. stop me if i ever start complaining about gender roles and performance, plz.
so, here, here's my attempt at it. constructive criticism is welcome.
( premonition )
- Music:the funeral - band of horses [srsly been on repeat for over a week now]
april and i might go to a taping of the daily show on our day off later this month. i'm stoked. :D
i have work tomorrow but i have 384923820 thank you cards to write and a feature article and waaah i suck at time management. someone tell me some good strategies to do that, ty.
i signed up for one of the workshops that susanna moore [pratt's writer in residence] is holding, which i'm excited for. she requested memoir pieces, and i'm hoping i can churn one out in time that's decent enough.
i have to go to my doctor's appointment and call the exterminator tomorrow. ughh.
oh, ps, lulz of the day, susanna moore was giving a lecture today and talking about the 'old boys club' in writing/publishing and how sexist people are. my reaction? "well, a woman DID write twilight..."
- Music:the funeral - band of horses
the glint of the blade reflects off the ceiling. it will be murky, non-reflective later. get a call to a senate meeting, pack it in the briefcase. hide it in the robes. don't speak, let the others. the ides of march, so close to tax-time and damn, we're just sick of this guy's ego. blade in, blade out: no straw on the camel's back is entirely responsible: piles and piles of blood cells and "et tu?" you should be plural as he exanguinates. pack it in, go home to your wife and kids. you're a good person. wash the blade in water. pack it in. don't mention it. you're a good person, you're a good, you're a, you're.
( idea for line breaks, should i choose to put them in. )
constructive criticism is welcome!
