new (creepy) words to live by

"Remember: You can't make someone love you. You can only stalk them and hope they panic and give in."

(found here in the comments)

lack of focus

lately my mind has been cluttered up with crush action, job hatred, cat frustration and lurking rent issues. it's somewhat hard to focus on what's really important.

that would be FLORIDA:


this might not actually be florida, it's more likely LA, since i stole it from my flavorpill email, but it's a pool and it looks like it's sunny. those are my two favorite things right now, seeing as how new york is disturbingly grey.

or gray. leave my faux-britishness alone.

but anyway, i'm going for the weekend to visit my sweet smart friend ciara.
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that was a year and a half ago, but she's still that cute in real life. plus, she's really going to enjoy that humble pie i'll be eating when i tell her about my recent plunge into the other side (i've given her shit about being bi for years, both to her face and behind her back. ahhh, poetic justice or irony or whatnot). she'll eat it right up.

the arts

in june i will be taking the lsats for shits and giggles. still no closer to figuring out what i want to do, but somehow this job hasn't killed off my love of the art world, because 'arts law' is still up there in the realm of possibilities.

i miss MAKING art though, and i think i need to start putting some time into it. i'm going home in two weeks and will pick up my paints and turpentine then. simon should love that.



thanks for the inspiration, Adam Pantozzi.

days like these all i want to do is go home, smoke weed, and curl into bed with my kitty.



instead it's off to the gym for me. weights for 20, crunches for 20, and spinning till i drop. it's an incovenient time (hence the other exercising), but i really like the music... found out about the incredible moses leroy last time. plus, florida is in 4 days!

my imaginary thesis

i'm thinking about experimentation and what it means to both you and the people around you. Your vision of things and an expanding viewpoint, although everyone else's is narrowing down. to further define a person decreases their anonymity, which makes them feel special - the minorities are bonded by their minority. The majority has less unique qualities, which is why creative forces come best from minorites or those of the majority who have learned/taken from them. so to experiment then is going from the majority to the minority. if it is an effort to feel special, it is incapable of fully succeeding, as it is not a true minority, as slipping back and forth is too simple to do. witness the increasing popularity of bisexuality with an even more tremendous backlash... we get off on it in the movies - how exciting it is to see a straight actor 'playing gay'. we might even give you an oscar for that, or at the very least some respect for your acting ability.. unless you're jennifer tilly. let's end this there.

playing footsies

i'm in the midst of a total crush - tegan & sara were obviously prepping me for my first lesbionic attraction. too bad she has a girlfriend, but it's non-monogamous, so i guess i'll survive. the whole thing is very exciting, but i always hate the moodiness that accompanies interest... i'm happy, ecstatic, then she'll say something and i'm crushed. sensitive people should be shot at a young age for their own sake - we can't handle this.


of course we look just like this

eww

"The mood among Carter's guests was subdued when house favorite Martin Scorsese didn't win a Best Director Oscar for "The Aviator." But Scorsese walked in shortly after the broadcast ended and told commiserating friends not to worry about him, because his young daughter Francesca "is my little Oscar."

Scorsese traced Francesca's shape - similar to that of a golden statuette - with his hands in the air."


am i the only one who finds that slightly disturbing?