Tuesday, September 23, 2008

You know what is so sad?

People who think they can write well.

But they can't.

At all.


Monday, September 22, 2008


You know how sometimes, you're not sure how much a feeling is actual, or if it's just something you're imposing on yourself or pushing yourself to believe in because you don't want to admit how you really feel? Or you don't know how you really feel, so you just opt to take the road of least commitment? Or you wish things were the way you want them to be, but they aren't, so you purposely say that you feel x so that you can get y?


Sunday, September 14, 2008

Styrofoam wall

You'd think it would be so easy to just push it over and crunch your way through, littering the path behind you with sticky, static-y flakes of foam. Flicking off the pieces that cling, to rid yourself of the niggling reminders of what blocked you off.

The looming opacity seems solid, though. Making the imagined into actual and perhaps aggrandizing the small. But it's all just pretend. It's all just soft malleability masquerading as substance.

All those little flakes . . . which pieces came from me and which ones were borne of your supposed mistake?

Does it matter? Should I care?

Need just that little nudge and poomph there it goes down down down into pieces and then it's like nothing happened and we're right back to where we were except we're not because everything is different for you now but that's okay because that's just what happens and it's going to be fine and all the little flakes and flakes and flakes dissolve into milky blessed oblivion.

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Two things that drive me crazy

People chewing with their mouths open.

This is just about the most disgusting habit known to mankind next to knuckle-cracking and neck-popping. No one wants to see masticated food rolling around in anyone's wide-open trap. And the sound...! Smack, slurp, smack, slurp. Disgusting. People are not cows. Therefore, no one should sound like a cow. Really - it's so gross. And I don't see any reason why I should get used to or excuse this kind of lack of table manners. It's quite unpleasant to be in the same room as someone and hear their food being eaten. And if someone has to think about whether or not they chew with their mouth open or closed, it's probably the former. Have pity on your fellow sentient creatures and desist.

People who walk slowly in New York.

Look, New York is a biiiiiiiiiiiig city. There's a lotta people in New York. And all those lotta people want to get somewhere. Therefore, it is better if no one stands in the middle of the sidewalk, looking aimlessly around for direction. If you need direction, try to hug a wall or stand nearer to the curb (but not too close, you don't want to experience death by maniacal taxi). If you are talking on your cell phone, try not to slow down to a crawl. And while I'm on the subject: Girls who Block The Space in the caf. NOT OKAY! The cafeteria is probably the busiest place in Stern, and it is just rude to stand in the middle of the cafeteria, chatting with your friend, while other people around you want to get their food and go to class, possibly even on time. ARGH.