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[Jul. 15th, 2008|09:20 am] |
i'm nodding at everything. yeah.
BIG SURREAL |
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| oh yeah, hi. |
[Jun. 18th, 2008|08:31 pm] |
let me re-introduce myself:
Corinne Pessimistic Ennui-Weltschmerz |
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| Don't become the thing you hated. |
[Apr. 12th, 2008|10:40 am] |
Life has been weird lately. Yesterday I came home from work early to an empty house. That's rare.
Next thing I know - while I'm cooking up a quesadilla - the doorbell rings. I scurried downstairs, looked out the door, and no one was around. I looked down to my feet and saw a small envelope that read "238 vinon st." I live on Federal street.
Anyway, I opened it:
Somewhere out there in the world there is a six year-old with a huge crush on me. I guess??? I was creeped out and stayed inside after that. The phone number didn't work, either.
Amanda Oakley also took me to learn to shoot with her grandpa in the basement of his gun shop.
First-time shooter! |
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| World's Best Junkie Whore |
[Apr. 9th, 2008|10:11 pm] |
I finally opened my lounge & bar. Thursday night is Oldies Night. Live entertainment, all-you-can-eat buffet. There is no more appropriate joint for my namesake.
Pawtucket, RI |
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| I miss you. |
[Feb. 12th, 2008|11:45 pm] |
Have you ever seen anything more beautiful? |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 27th, 2008|07:53 am] |
Federal St. Family Portrait: Josh, me, Adam
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| On the topic of trust. |
[Oct. 5th, 2007|12:14 pm] |
"I deal with the real, so if it's artificial let it be
I've seen people caught in love like whirlwinds
that's exactly the point where their whole world ends
lies come in, that's where the drama begins." |
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| Happy's up to you. |
[Jul. 30th, 2007|02:42 am] |
"Don't worry, I'll see you soon," and I believed you.
Since then I haven't seen you.
But in better times, you were a friend of mine.
It's not over by any means, but you can't do anything.
I know it feels like shunning family, but some bridges are worth burning.
Let it die. |
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| You say goodbye, and I say hello. |
[Jul. 27th, 2007|04:06 pm] |
Today I sat next to a guy on the bus holding a little basket filled to the brim with prescription drugs. He sat fidgeting and sniffling, ferociously rubbing his nose. Driving down Broadway, in the midst of silence and with no provocation he yells, "And I thought I was crazy!"
I really kind of wanted to laugh and say, "You are!"
I'm anxious and excited and giddy and smile all the time for no reason. Well, for a reason but in the middle of anything I mean, without relevance! |
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| Schwartz |
[Jul. 18th, 2007|02:07 pm] |
Time is the school in which we learn.
Time is the fire in which we burn. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jul. 16th, 2007|02:51 pm] |
I have no idea.
What? |
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| Week Two |
[Jul. 2nd, 2007|05:38 pm] |
Camilla
My very own Wolf dressform.
There are all these demon symbols painted on the sidewalks in Providence.
Expensive rendezvous in New York. (Preceded by similarly expensive sojourns in Boston and Newport.)
( I just missed an earthquake in California. Bummer. ) |
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| possible titles for my autobiography/memoir |
[May. 28th, 2007|08:18 pm] |
- I'm Down
- I Ran Out of Toilet Paper Two Weeks Ago
- On Being Shit On
- Living with Abandonment
- My Search for Cosmic Love
- The Cat Who Talked to Ghosts
- How I Seduced Bill Murray and Numerous Other Older Men
- I Give Up
- Don't Look at Me with that Face
- The Cat-Sitter
- I Drank a lot of Coffee
- Woops
- I Forgot
- You Don't and Will Never Know Me
- Let's Be Honest
My bedroom ceiling. |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 20th, 2007|03:33 pm] |
I got hit hard
I'm on the ground.
And if you swing again I'll duck,
And I wish you the best of luck;
You deserve yourself.
And I'll return to my trip to Hell
as a Headless Horseman
'Cause, oh, what a loss.
I went back to get my stuff
And it was tangled up and tough,
I stood there and stared you down.
I walked aimlessly around,
With a flaming pumpkin head.
Oh, what a loss,
My soft hands replaced by claws.
You turned me into a stray dog,
from a mighty human man.
Oh, what a loss,
Oh, what a loss.
I'll miss my closest friend,
Now I cling to rocks and wind.
It's a precious thing we've lost. |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 4th, 2007|12:09 am] |
i've been spending a lot of time outdoors.
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| if you forget me |
[Apr. 24th, 2007|01:13 am] |
whenever i remember how much i love this pablo neruda poem, i post it here.
If You Forget Me
I want you to know
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine. |
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| summerrrr |
[Mar. 8th, 2007|03:44 pm] |
bunk. now that my summer plans fell through because i didn't get off the waiting list for the ucla/nyu sociology program, i have to figure out what to do.
i can study classics and italian in sorrento, italy, or i can study spanish in guanajuato, mexico.
or i can try to find some kind of internship with my dazzling resume at some newspaper or magazine.
but i kind of want to go to an awesome university and take a course on filmmaking (of the documentary sort) or apparel or sociology or the whatever i don't knowww.
i want to meet cool people though, make connections. i kind of want to do something creatively with someone, and it would make sense then to do a summer program at an art school.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO. |
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| hahaha what!!! |
[Mar. 6th, 2007|10:51 am] |
look at my spring quarter classes:
- garden internship
- tai chi chuan
- intro to community activism
- sustainable living
- yoga
- writing/releasing films
- intro to cultural anthropology |
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| giulia, you know latin, right? |
[Mar. 1st, 2007|11:01 am] |
E tiam si vita plena malorum est, spem semper habemos.
which translates to:
Even if life is full of bad things, we always have hope. |
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| Everything hits at once. |
[Feb. 12th, 2007|10:55 am] |
there is no way back from this
what we need is just what we want
everything hits at once
i go to sleep but think that you're next to me |
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| Why can't I just relax and leave the past behind? |
[Feb. 11th, 2007|12:50 am] |
I don't want to hold my breath as long as you can
I don't want to starve to death just 'cause you can
What happens to the mountains we were gonna climb?
What happens to the house we promised both in time?
Why can't I hate you or get it off my mind?
Why can't I just relax and leave the past behind? |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 9th, 2006|12:29 pm] |
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Allen Concedes in Virginia Senate Race; Democrats Win Full Control of Congress |
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