February 2012
6 posts
On Hope
Somebody asked me what made me feel hopeful. Here’s my answer: Days I wake up and feel happy even though I have nothing to look forward to Days I wake up and know exactly why I feel happy and that’s the best The tiny, ridiculous victory of not sending a drunk text A free drink, bought by a friend or given by a bartender and not some shitbag in Dockers trying to get in your pants...
Feb 23rd
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Question Time!
Given that the only things on my mind right now are: what I should have for dinner, the great abyss(!!), and how Bud Light Platinum should admit to us all that it’s their beer for douchebags, I believe it’s time for some questions from all you lovely readers. This is my ask box. Fill it up with the things you’d like to see me write tonight, personal questions that I’ll...
Feb 23rd
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Or A Declaration
What happened? There, with the young face slack with worry, disdain, and exactly the kind of look eyeliner or a beer on a Saturday doesn’t cover up. I’d call that longing, you call it boredom. A listless feeling that where you are is not where you want to hang up your coat and stay a while. Nobody will notice, you think. This is your sadness, your secret, the comfort blanket of...
Feb 16th
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Watch Me On This Thing For Reasons
My friend Gaby Dunn of 100 Interviews/New York Times Magazine has a chat show: http://www.ustream.tv/channel/are-we-best-friends If you click this link and go to the most recent post, you can see the hour chat we just had. Or ten minutes of that chat, if you get bored. Maybe you’d like to see my face, or why I hate the word Frenemy, or why I like you girls so much, or hear the title of...
Feb 14th
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If I Miss Things That Never Happened
It is cold enough to walk around without gloves for no more than six minutes. Breath is visible, but I am (always) searching for a slice of pizza and must not fail. I am missing summer, I think, exactly in the way a freezing person might think that. At first, I picture the sweat that sticks to the back of the neck, the forty-seven gulps of water in desperate relief, the ice cubes that melt, the...
Feb 13th
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The Things I Wish I Could Say
I’ve already done my laundry today and it is folded and put away! Of course I have no responsibilities right now, we can just get drunk all day on this Wednesday. I love handing over my rent check, it feels somewhat like flying Why yes, ‘dancing to *NSync in my underwear’ is on my resume? So now I get ALL the money in the world? My credit card bill is so manageable, you...
Feb 7th
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