Tuesday, November 1, 2005, 01:40 AM - Sex
Perhaps I should just add an email breakup form right here? Would that be more convenient for you, dear reader - at least a dropdown menu with "dumping you" as a choice?? I admit it, I think it's bad form to dump someone you've had sex with over email. I mean, it's not like I'm your girlfriend, I'm not going to scream at you or throw shit or anything, at least pick up the fucking phone. Of course it's far easier to displace my hurt feelings onto the form, rather than acknowledge the unpleasantness of the content, but I do think that these things make a difference. And please don't pretend that you'd like to be friends with me if you can't even get it up for a phone call.Monday, October 31, 2005, 12:41 PM
Ah, my kindred undead sister spirit.
Repenetrator
Gore, smut, and porn site censorship.
Monday, October 31, 2005, 12:02 PM - Politics
I've been spending some time working to make sure a well-designed GOTV experiment in NJ has enough volunteers to work.
Do you, fair reader, live in New Jersey. Philly maybe?
www.WorkingAssets.com/november8
Get out to the wrong side of Trenton next weekend and get some people to vote, already.
This could provide us with information that would really shift the landscape of grassroots politics on the progressive side the next few elections...
Monday, October 31, 2005, 11:09 AM - Food
is a rare thing, especially in any food-related matters. The towering exception for me is the apple. I am bringing home a rollerbag full of macs, jonagolds, and others tomorrow, to be hoarded and consumed every couple of days....there is no competition out west for the tart yielding of a perfect macintosh. Fujis should be banned. I can't believe I've broken into the stash before I've even boarded the plane, but I'm so happy I did.
Macintosh history
Monday, October 31, 2005, 01:02 AM - Sex
Really the last thing that I thought would happen with this year's costume was that I would get any play. Despite my gleefully ghoulish self-presentation, I got lots of attention - the highlight being sweet sparkly glitter indian Manual licking the fake blood off of my bottom lip. It was fun to listen to Andrew glance over at me and say 'you look great' and then watch him try to qualify that with 'I mean you look horrible. But really good.' I never really imagined that sex and death would be so blatantly intertwined with just a little pallor and some extra eyeliner...but it makes all the waif models and heroin chic infinitely more understandable. Kind of disturbing that so many people are into dead chicks, but fascinating to think about working the undead angle to sexual advantage. Zombies unite?Monday, October 31, 2005, 12:55 AM - George
Yesterday I had the most profoundly wholesome day. I not only went running around St. Mary's (hallowed family tromping territory), I went to Silverman's Farm for cider and half an apple fritter, hung out with the bad boys of Fairchild Wheeler (and had the Vazzy's counter girl tell me how dad keeps the language clean for her), carved matching mini-jack-o-lanterns with him, and took him out to his first ever Japanese meal. Thankfully I quickly retreated to the nearest megacity for a late night of dancing to retro early 90s hip hop. My dad is the best. Monday, October 31, 2005, 12:47 AM
Late to the party, as usual, but people nevertheless usually seem happy about my arrival. I suppose we'll see if this silly virtual exercise can hold your attention or at least sustain mine for a bit.
And let's hope that my undeniable competitive impulses result in something moderately substantive. At least perhaps this will get me writing more consistently, although I can't imagine who would read such scribblings....
Let's have at it, shall we?
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