Tonight we didn't stay up 'till today to wish Jeff Goldblum hbd. But if we did we would have reminisced about that one part in Jurassic park when he touches the lady's hand to demonstrate something about chaos and his voice gets quiet and tender but then the lady runs out to check out the dinosaur that's moaning on the ground. Droppings, he stutters, dino droppings?
Jeff Goldblum, Sarah Ayton, and I are all Dragons in the Chinese zodiac. Tell me that doesn't mean something (and everything).
Kidding?
2008-10-21
2008-10-18
I was the one near the apricot bin

You were the blond at the Jay Reatard show. We ran into each other on Nassau walking dogs. You are a beautiful Asian girl wearing boots. I like the way you loop your "l's" in your anti-liberal graffiti. You're just like me, with torn knee jeans. You had Nutella in your hands. I like Nutella, I could like you. Your back was towards me at the chiropractor's office. I was behind you in line to vote. You, the one wearing your shirt inside out. You rushed off the train, probably to work on your exquisite biceps. I think you swallowed my lip ring. I saw you (leggy, well-dressed) reading a yellow book about Hezbollah- I just wanted to say: life is short, let's paint together.
2008-10-13
Cox (of Rahn), Kane, Dent & Shen, feat. Robinson.

I am thankful for the rash that developed overnight on my right cheek. My mother loves to spot the redness; ever since I was a kid who got eczema she's been right on it. There's some! With excited worry, prodding at my face. She sighs like it's real bad, and shows me sympathy I didn't know I needed. She'll look at me sometimes like this girl could be so pretty if only she brushed her hair, didn't get rashes on her right cheek, and shaved her mustache.
It's why eyesight gets worse when you get older; a blessing for daughters like me with moms and grandmas like mine.
Here I've gone and done it though. My Mom will say "I do not." She'll be all sorry and embarrassed and she needn't be. Because I know she only stares at my blemishes because she cares. And I know that when the light from the kitchen window pours in behind my head and soft focuses her gaze, she will remember that I am her most beautiful flesh and blood daughter.
2008-10-12
50% off Notions
Fabricland in the mall is closing. So if there was ever a good time to indulge and tie dye, now would be it. I have these images of pillow shams, underpants, handkerchiefs and t-shirts coloured with swirls of rose of paris and reindeer beige and these images are cosmic and alluring. I want to flush white with creme and bordeaux, # 16 Arabian Night and #21 Elephant Grey.
2008-10-10
2008-10-07
You too eh?
Ever can’t sleep? Just want a little cigar? Wish for a gin gin mule to go with it? Suddenly you feel like jogging, getting sweaty, then cutting off the other half of your hair. Yeah? Ever feel like going North or South, wherever? Or do you want to go pee in the backyard when there is a perfectly fine toilet inside? Sometimes maybe you don’t want to put on pants on a Monday. Sometimes maybe you want to share with someone the way 100% acrylic makes your body smell. Do you give that stare- the steady eye-roll- to the people who you suspect agree with your foul thoughts? Do you throw your meowing cat? Do you will your drunk roommate to burst through your door and worm into your bed at 2 a.m?
I understand.
I understand.
2008-10-01
Guh
Someone went to the bathroom the other day mid-lecture, came back, asked me, "Did I miss anything important?"
I answered no, not at all, but I wished she had. But no, nothing important, not at all. I was taking notes in the library today. I have a midterm coming up. My notes read: Seth= God of Darkness/ Hippo= Destructive
Maybe I need to remember that.
And I quote a professor of mine when I say, unenthusiastically, "So that's the latest on Nefertiti." The vocabulary I'm learning to use sounds like "Guh" and means the feeling in the pit of my stomach.
School is important. And I understand why. But I'm lacking proof.
My papa would have said, and I often now say, "Twenty years from now it won't make a damn bit of difference." My want is that it would.
I answered no, not at all, but I wished she had. But no, nothing important, not at all. I was taking notes in the library today. I have a midterm coming up. My notes read: Seth= God of Darkness/ Hippo= Destructive
Maybe I need to remember that.
And I quote a professor of mine when I say, unenthusiastically, "So that's the latest on Nefertiti." The vocabulary I'm learning to use sounds like "Guh" and means the feeling in the pit of my stomach.
School is important. And I understand why. But I'm lacking proof.
My papa would have said, and I often now say, "Twenty years from now it won't make a damn bit of difference." My want is that it would.
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