oh no?
or was it?
what happened?
who cares?
just a little older
is all
a little younger
a little sadder
a little happier
i did some terrible
or
impressive
things
more time
inside me
or
less?
ah
who cares
kiss me
Monday, December 31, 2012
Friday, December 21, 2012
you ain't gonna find me, 'cause i'm not who i used to be
forgot to post this on monday.
[alabama shakes - i ain't the same]
this album is soso surprisingly good, and the alabama shakes deserve every bit of recognition they're getting right now. i feel like maybe that means their second album is going to be disappointing, if they write another one. but yeah i can't stop listening to this.
this is one of those albums where i don't really relate to many of the lyrics, but something about the whole package is just really perfect. even if the album is called 'boys and girls'.
i said i'd never grow old
i can't remember how that used to be
[alabama shakes - i ain't the same]
this album is soso surprisingly good, and the alabama shakes deserve every bit of recognition they're getting right now. i feel like maybe that means their second album is going to be disappointing, if they write another one. but yeah i can't stop listening to this.
this is one of those albums where i don't really relate to many of the lyrics, but something about the whole package is just really perfect. even if the album is called 'boys and girls'.
i said i'd never grow old
i can't remember how that used to be
(via)
Saturday, December 15, 2012
cheap honesty I.
MY DEAR FRIENDS, YOU ARE FUCKED. I LOVE YOU FAR TOO MUCH.
dec 6 2012
it would be really irresponsible for me to work 6am-3pm tomorrow right. and i should not be swayed by whoever picks up the phone
you cannot, emily. you HAVE to write your paper. seriously
do you know what it is. it is because if i don't go to work i don't leave the house. i need to go to therapy for my work related issues.
yeah....
i said no but i feel sad about saying no. i think i will take a shower.
maybe you should sign up for a hobby related class.
++
dec 6 2012
it would be really irresponsible for me to work 6am-3pm tomorrow right. and i should not be swayed by whoever picks up the phone
you cannot, emily. you HAVE to write your paper. seriously
do you know what it is. it is because if i don't go to work i don't leave the house. i need to go to therapy for my work related issues.
yeah....
i said no but i feel sad about saying no. i think i will take a shower.
maybe you should sign up for a hobby related class.
++
thinking of you listening to neko case
omg love neko case. what song are you listening to.
polar nettles
++
do you know any straight girls who wear men's underwear
random. i don't think so.
do you know any gay girls with long nails
yes...
...
.....
slash laughing alone in my room
did you finish your sound project?
i am finishing it now. so close. hence the hysteria. i keep getting interrupted by oscar who whines every time i close the door. then he stares at me when i open it
my roommate's cat used to do that. it made me hate him.
++
is darren being understanding?
yes he is amazing. he said he won't deduct marks as long as i hand it in while he's still marking the other papers.
wtf he is jesus. my idol.....
i know right
at least it's more generous than my 5 hour extension. ....which i didn't make.
++
dec 7 2012
i'm like moses: my body turns coffee into water.
i'm like moses: my body turns coffee into water.
some time later....
my shoulder feels dislocated
hola moses, mi examen final es hoy. then i am SO DONE. when are you finished?
tuesday
saweet. i smell a party.
well i was supposed to be mostly done this tuesday, but then i handed in everything late because of a mental breakdown and i'm still writing an essay because i'm a retard.
this is why we're friends, FYI.
i know i was thinking of you and how you're probably suffering just like me. we need to get out soon.
just found out my exam is 12 pages. 12 pages of spanish madness. officially getting off my phone.....now. see you when your social life finds you.
++
i got your other texts this morning because i was in bed..........i go to bed really early.
i know, because you wake up really early. i have 730 words written.
++
why are you calling me?! slash i bet it's a pocket dial.
one: i love how shocked (appalled?) you are that i might call and, two: it was a pocket...or book dial - i dropped my book on my phone b/c it sounded like one of the babies was dying in her sleep
you told me you never call people. for 2 seconds i felt really special. i hope the baby is ok.
indeed you are special, regardless. the baby turned out just to be snoring in the most old man way ever.
++
i am in a van, cramped up against the back because the self-entitled man in front of me put his seat far back. i feel like throwing up on the back of his head.
you should put your knees on his chair
ha, that is my plan.
damn those self entitled men. and the patriarchy.
you have no idea how much i hate men. sometimes i forget but it is always there, just simmering below the surface......probably only 5 percent kidding.
one day i will make you talk about your lesbian escapades....
one day.
soon.
++
dear darren, essay writing is going slowly because i am taking pictures of myself spooning my cat.
dear dr. cahill, your paper is still not in but i did spend an hour reading about how katy perry isn't a feminist and crafting an erudite facebook reply.
++
it's gotten to the point where i'm literally just collaging things other people have said about gail scott together and the only things i have written are "she argues that..."
hmmm....i suspect that is not going to work well....for darren....
i hope he appreciates my research. i did say that julie doucet and gail scott are both from montreal.
i just literally laughed out loud and i am in a van full of strangers.
how is that going by the way. are you almost there?
we are more than half way to toronto and i made the self-entitled asshole move his chair. he was rude (INDIGNANT) about it, if you can imagine (he has what is known as a "bucket seat" and so he is not even sharing/sitting beside someone!).
well he is an idiot. those are the best seats.
yeah. basically that was the look i gave him and then i kneed his seat for extra effect.
you're the best.
i knooooowww..my bum is so NUMB. ....my text was in response to the seats being the best - i don't think my numb bum makes me the best. just so you don't think that.
++
I HAVE 3 HOURS TO WRITE 500 WORDS
YOU CAN DO THAT!
AHHH
half of that can be your conclusion!
the essay honestly makes no sense. it's kind of funny. at least i choose to see it that way
++
is it legal to rent an apartment in another country if you don't have a working visa (and you're not working)
no. but lots of people do it.
why is it not legal?
um i don't know. i think because you aren't doing anything there? maybe i am wrong but i don't know.... i guess if within a limited time...maybe?
hm. will do more research at a later date.
++
1,743 words i am so close i am so close i'm going to cry
yesssss. i knew you could do it!
i'm excited but slightly worried because this literally two essays about different things ... except that they are both from montreal!!! that sentence didn't even make sense.
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Thursday, December 13, 2012
dead mothers
dead mothers
who are still dead
i am alive
you are in my blood
dead mothers
dead mother's
single daughter's
mother's mother
has dementia
dead mother
you had cancer
i was a child
one time
dead mother
single fathers
raising daughters
so much blood
in my blood
dead mother
9 months in your womb
who are still dead
i am alive
you are in my blood
dead mothers
dead mother's
single daughter's
mother's mother
has dementia
dead mother
you had cancer
i was a child
one time
dead mother
single fathers
raising daughters
so much blood
in my blood
dead mother
9 months in your womb
Monday, December 10, 2012
the best way to touch your heart is to make an ass of myself
[jens lekman - kanske ar jag kar dig]
currently enjoying jens lekman's 2007 album 'night falls over kortedala'. further enjoying that it's labeled as 'holiday' music in my itunes. feeling like i can relate to this song about being awkward...
i almost posted this in the morning and then i realized that i don't post things in the morning on my blog? trying to maintain my 'night owl' illusion.
currently enjoying jens lekman's 2007 album 'night falls over kortedala'. further enjoying that it's labeled as 'holiday' music in my itunes. feeling like i can relate to this song about being awkward...
i almost posted this in the morning and then i realized that i don't post things in the morning on my blog? trying to maintain my 'night owl' illusion.
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
La vie est une merde totale
"La vie est une merde totale
on la chie jusqu'à la mort.
une grande ligne de caca
c'est là tout ce qui restera
de nous. merci maman."
merci julie doucet for being super fucking awesome.
on la chie jusqu'à la mort.
une grande ligne de caca
c'est là tout ce qui restera
de nous. merci maman."
"qui
n'a
pas
déjà
cru
avoir
rejeté l'amour
dans l'âme
pour
toujours?"
merci julie doucet for being super fucking awesome.
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living,
montreal,
poetry,
weather report
Monday, December 3, 2012
dear natasha,
i read your poem 'monarch butterflies use the earth's magnetic field' and i just want you to know
it's a great poem and all but what do you mean the magnetic field is preparing to flip
what exactly does that mean
is this like a real thing or a thing you made up
because i don't have a back-up system
how will i get home
it is 4am and i am really worried about this
i could look it up on the internet but i'd rather have you explain it to me
please write back soon
your friend
emily
ps natasha
it's 4am and i'm reading your poetry on the internet
sometimes the world is wonderful
it's a great poem and all but what do you mean the magnetic field is preparing to flip
what exactly does that mean
is this like a real thing or a thing you made up
because i don't have a back-up system
how will i get home
it is 4am and i am really worried about this
i could look it up on the internet but i'd rather have you explain it to me
please write back soon
your friend
emily
ps natasha
it's 4am and i'm reading your poetry on the internet
sometimes the world is wonderful
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