February 2009
I'm doing a super half-assed job
filling out an application for internships right now.
There are several documents I’m not bothering to upload.
Also, I need to submit it by midnight and before then I need to complete 3 500 word (or less… probably less) “essay questions”.
For “sources of personal inspiration” I put:
For Esme With Love and Squalor by JD Salinger
Chelsea Handler
Sylvia...
So apparently
if you send me out into the world with the intent of locating and attaining two (count em, two) moderately priced but awesome dresses, I will return home with:
a purple braided headband that I can wear across my forehead like Pocahontas
a zip up sweatshirt
2 shirts
a scarf
nailpolish (x3: purple, greenish, grey)
Aaaaand now I’m poor.
And apparently not attending any of my formal...
Dear Money,
Why do you hate me?
Love, Christine
“Dogs love their friends and bite their enemies, quite unlike people, who are...”
– Sigmund Freud (via molls)
January 2009
I just had an epiphany and it was a good one
My answer to “what does it all mean?” is “You’re living.”
There was an explanation, but I like it better this way.
You’re living, kids.
kentrockwell:
allisonweiss:
“Dancing in the...
I'm about to stab a bitch over at last.fm
because apparently I can’t combine the info from itunes on my desktop with the info from itunes on my laptop.
They’re two separate libraries.
Adding the desktop info would be adding my musical tendencies since my freshman year of highschool.
I want to see the charts, damnit.
What a slutty move. I’m so pissed.
Dear Queen Sized Bed,
I missed your hot ass.
I’m gonna read in you so hard, gurl.
Then I’m gonna put photos in photo albums ALL OVER YOU.
Luvya,
Xxxtine
Signs you are an 80 year old woman trapped in the...
Your idea of an awesome winter break is going home so you can shower for extended periods of time and groom yourself obsessively (see: nail trimming).
You spend your Friday night watching the Food Network with a 12 year old and saying things like “oh my god that’s AWESOME”.
I just gave myself the most perfect
nail trimming of my life.
It’s like the gods smiled down upon me and were like, “Today’s your day, kid.”
And I seized it, man.
I seized the shit out of it.
Nepenthe Powdered Tart - The Color Bars
Cleanin...
“Why? Why did I have to get up on my sassy horse and ruin EVERYTHING?”
– Carrie Bradshaw (shutup)
I think my dad
just drunk dialed me.
As of 1.28.09 the Snuggies
are en route.
They’re totally gonna be here by February 22.
It's gotta be kind of hard to be Ben Stein
and know that the rest of your career is going to be spent doing Clear Eyes commercials.
In 24 hours of quasi-silence this is what I...
[1] I tell stories a lot… like, a whole lot. Like… not being able to tell them every minute on-the-minute convinced me that they’re probably my main mode of communication. It’s how I feel close to people. It’s how I think. If I can’t tell a story as soon as it feels pertinent, bad things happen inside of my brain. (see: I feel it… in my brain).
[2] I...
WatchVimeo is having a bad day. This took 45 minutes to make and 5 hours to upload.
Warning: This is 4 minutes of your life you will not get back.
I was just hit with the terrible realization
that I will probably grow up to be Lisa Lampanelli
I really and truly
like almost everything that Focus Features puts out.
My Sister (Catherine): what are you doing?
Me: listening to tori amos, looking at things on the internet and waiting for my lotion to sink in so i don't have greasy hands
Catherine: correction: what are you doing that's cool?
The smell of new shower curtain
burns the inside of my nose and makes me wish that I didn’t breathe air.
“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t...”
– Louise Erdrich (via everybodycares)
What the hell
is the Disney Vault, and why are things constantly being taken out of it and then put away?
I should be able to buy The Little Mermaid whenever I want to. Actually, I’m pretty sure I can buy The Little Mermaid whenever I want to. It’s called Amazon.
Suck it, Disney. I’m on to your schemes.
They're playing the Postal Service
in the student center, and it’s feeding my apparent addiction.
This chicken project is forcing me to tumbl in public. I’m such a whore.
My friends are mocking me.
Why I don't get invited out to coffee more...
Blythe: You're not gonna get anything?
Chris: Nope. I've never drank a cup of coffee in my life.
Blythe: Oh my god, how? Why?
Chris: It's not good for (some health reason) and I... ya know... don't want to die.
Me: That's stupid.
Everyone: (Turns and faces me)
Chris: What?
Me: That's a stupid reason not to do something. Everything is bad for you. You're dying right now. That's what you do. You die.
Everyone: (Silent)
I think I'm gonna have to
read Aesop’s fables when I’m home in Connecticut this weekend and uncover all of the secrets to my life.
“No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.”
– Aesop
Without my dictionary widget
I would not be alive.
Welp, that's it
I’m listening to Passion Pit for the rest of the day and dancing around.
Intermittent Andy Warhol is to be expected.
Watchlapanopticon:
Studio time with Passion Pit
I can't figure it out
but there’s something about everything I’ve been hearing by She & Him that just isn’t great.
I hear the names Zooey Deschanel and M.Ward and I want to love it. And I just… don’t.
