Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Monday, February 06, 2006
who wants to go back in time?
This is a long-held fantasy for me. My dreams came closer to becoming reality when I found this want ad on the bus. I just hope we don't run into any Morlocks. Also, Guy Pearce should be shot so he can't do the crappy remake of the classic -- but only after he's made Memento. Shit, this is getting complicated...who's game?
Friday, February 03, 2006
what to do when you're sick
You have a gazillion school-type things you should be doing, but you just can't bring yourself to tackle any of it due to a wicked chest cold.
So instead you:
- go to your favourite french cafe with the basque flag in the window and eat buttery, heaven-sent croissants and lattés
- snuggle under your fleecy blanket with gobs of tea and a good book (Try not to be depressed at how many books you've read from Oprah's Book Club list -- you picked them before they were trendy! 100 Years of Solitude -- case in point!)
- take dozens of useless pictures of your rubber ducky in the bathtub
- join your rubber ducky in the bathtub along with some steaming water and magnesium sulfate
- read about old, obscure techniques
- drink carrot-ginger-garlic juice (while making a face because you put in too much garlic)
- fantasize about exciting adventures in distant lands
- plan your future
- listen to Deep Purple and David Bowie
- play the piano for hours in your robe and slippys
- do as much as possible that has no relation whatsoever to the zillions of school things you should be doing
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
welcome to the end
Just watched The End of Suburbia. More like The End of Civilization. I don't know what humour these so-called 'critics' are talking about (other than James Howard Kunstler's reference to a nation of clusterfucks). We are all going to die.
Happy February.