Tuesday, June 21, 2011

it was a regulah day

sitting in a landlord's office is so weird. none of the furniture ever matches. there are always bizarre secretaries who are either too dolled up or not enough, and there's always some weird little yammering man in the next room. he's the landlord, of course. you have to sign some shit and it's all nerve-wracking because it feels like you're signing your life away, as andrea put it. getting out of there is always such a relief! 

work was work. lots of re-stickering. very tedious and asinine. not feeling the book-selling spirit. after we closed i slipped off the L at morgan for a secret incognito drink. i exited at harrison and walked to the narrows. there weren't a lot of people around which always makes me nervous, but it felt good because i wanted to be alone.  i wrote a little, then i rolled a cigarette and jammed out of there.

it keeps getting hotter outside.

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Sunday, June 12, 2011

super bass

is it like, puerto rican independence day or something? everybody on my block is going psycho. booty bass, ice cream trucks, kids screamin', drunken fools drinkin', and horns beepin'. too fucking loud! i feel lame for thinking this, but oh well. too much noise, too much weekend! i need to buy a tension rod so i can draw the drapes.

EDIT: a simple google search has revealed that it is actually puerto rican pride day. COOL.

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Sunday, May 1, 2011

feminine arts


this weekend i cleaned my house, purchased housewares and groceries, shopped for some dresses, and i am now about to do my nails. sometimes it feels really good to be a total fifties housewife cliche. it can be a very low-key and introspective experience. i need to be more domestic. i want to buy an interior design book. 

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Thursday, April 28, 2011

THIS IS SERIOUS BUSINESS

i really need to find a boyfriend/dude to sleep with/WHATEVER who has an air conditioned room by the time it gets hot outside. i'm already dying. i can't take this, guys. i need A/C!
#thissucks

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Wednesday, April 6, 2011

the best song ever


fourloko actually looks pretty fly in a champagne glass.

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Wednesday, February 9, 2011

the greatest

i am so over this cold weather. i am over the snow storms and the piles of snow/garbage/snow/garbage that line the streets. there is nothing more depressing to look at than old piles of snow. yuck! what the hell, sanitation?! this city feels really fucked right now. not 1970s/80s fucked, mind you, but i feel like we're in a bit of a dip (duh). however, that does not mean that i don't have things to look forward to. i am so excited for the warm weather! after a brutal winter, how amazing would it be to have an early, instantly-balmy spring? i am dreaming about this time like mad. these are the things i'm looking forward to the most:

(1)

i am already fantasizing about my spring wardrobe. i'm only going to wear tank tops from actual pain, cigarette jeans, and low tops. also i really think a tattoo may be in the cards. 

(2)

getting a fucking bike. it is long overdue! by the end of summer i want to be fit enough to bike all the way to downtown manhattan and back. i need a new backpack. i am excited to begin my new life as a weekend warrior!

(3)

winning the war. forgetting about the winter. feeling the sun on my skin on our roof deck. making burgers on the grill. coming downstairs to take the laundry out while the breeze pushes through the windows. hearing the leaves shake, all plump and green. believing that it will never get cold again. feeling beautiful and young. being in brooklyn.

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Wednesday, January 12, 2011

"i just realized: i can chill the fuck out!"

DEAR ART FLOOR MANAGERS (except richard):


LOVE,
me

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Tuesday, December 28, 2010

shitted on 'em


if you ever find yourself in a silent, passive-aggressive subway feud with that bitch who just shoved you aside to steal the seat meant for YOU, the one who obviously NEEDS IT because why else would i be massaging my back and bending over to touch my toes in the middle of the damn TRAIN which is STALLED because apparently public transportation in this city has deteriorated to such a level that we're still waiting a long-ass time for trains a DAY after a snow storm, which is when all that shit is melting and therefore easy to clear away. ANYWAY: when this scenario (or any variation thereof) arises on a subway train, the best revenge you can get is this:

1. stare at them. make sure you get their eye contact for a SPLIT SECOND. this part is very important. you must not linger. you must not hold their gaze like a psycho. like gary busey, if you will.

2. look OFF TO THE SIDE. the sidelong glance is equally if not more important. the side glance will prepare you for...

3. THE EYE ROLL. no eye roll is ever subtle, but if you blink, ROLL, blink, and continue to stare at your chosen side focal point, you will have done the trick. the blink is essential. they will know you just rolled your eyes, but part of them will think that they are crazy, that they are just being overly sensitive.

4. go about your business. people watch. watch everybody except your enemy. check to see which subway stop you have arrived at. don't check your phone or fiddle with your ipod.

5. THE CLINCH: get off the train before they do at a fly-ass subway stop. every shallow new yorker worth his or her salt judges everybody based on which subway stop they get out on, and anybody who says they don't is a liar with whom you should disassociate yourself immediately! everybody gets jealous when the guy or gal who is way out of your league gets off at delancey, stays on after lorimer, or walks in the direction of a letter train when you are stuck on a number train! these are the facts of life, people. and as soon as we accept them, we will be capable of exacting swift revenge on the hipster assholes who have wronged us.*

GOD BLESS AMERICA!





*honestly, you should not go out of your way to "offend" these people in the petty way which i have outlined above. but if you happen to need to get off at the bergen F stop while they are stuck on a train to park slope (not too shabby, i'll admit), it feels so good to think that they wish they could be going where you're going. even if they're not. even if they're thinking, "did i forget to clean the litter box this morning?" you can always entertain fantasies. such is life, darlings. 

one more time for good measure... GOD BLESS AMERICA!!!

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Sunday, December 19, 2010

sexy reading fun times USA


if you are a man and you like women and you still haven't read this, you need to. like, what the fuck have you been doing all this time. READ. NOW!

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Thursday, December 9, 2010

WHAT'S UP WITH THAT: menorah minivans


so, i live in a hasidic neighborhood and i've been seeing these minivans with menorahs on top everywhere. for each day of hanukah that goes by, a new candle gets artificially lit so that these, the most special jews of any jews there ever were, can drive around in fucking STYLE while they pick up their many children from school. what the fuck is that shit? fucking HILARIOUS is what it is. it's like, watch out y'all, here comes the FUCKING HANUKAH MOBILE.

lots of f-bombs in this post, i'm noticing. eh, they can stay.

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