You get to the point in your life where everything isn’t black and white and...– Republican State Senator Roy McDonald on his decision to support gay marriage in the state of New York
It's good to be back.
I’ve been eating so much Sahadi’s that I’m surprised I haven’t yet turned into a single gigantic lentil. I missed New York. I missed Brooklyn. But it’s a bit lonely; many of my friends are out of town or are difficult to get in touch with, and everyone’s working. My life revolves around my internship. Ten-to-six every day, ten-to-six, looking forward to Friday...
Look back at the twenty-first century.
I encountered my old writing archives today. Nearly everything I ever wrote in middle school is still saved on my computer: every story begun; every concept mapped out; every folder created for ideas in whose service I would never create a single Word document. My entire life I have wanted to be a writer. In second grade I was enraptured with a computer program meant for “inspiring”...
all cynicism masks a failure to cope– John Fowles
If you've been unproductive at work,
blame it on your laptop blame it on the office blame it on the fact that you haven’t had coffee blame it on the i-i-i-i-i-internet blame it on the i-i-i-i-i-internet
I am a materialistic cunt
I’m home for the summer, and I look around my room at all the shit I own. It sickens me that I have so much when others have so little. I don’t need nearly as much shit. Half of what is in this room could be donated to charity, and others would get far more use out of it than I would. That might be my summer goal: to drastically reduce the amount of shit I own. Except for the books...