October 2010
1 post
Changing Seasons
I’m still here.
Oddly enough, not in New York anymore. But so far, leaving New York has turned out to be the best decision I’ve ever made. I’m a zookeeper, I go to Salisbury University and my life has never been more stable.
On the flip side - I sort of had my heart ripped out through my chest and stomped on not so long ago. I can’t say I don’t regret giving...
May 2010
4 posts
jessicachu:
M.I.A. - Haters
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Camping and Remembering the Tricks
I just got home from camping for 3 days in the Poconos. Last time I went camping, I was convinced to accompany my ex to go visit her high school friend’s camp site since it was her birthday. I’m an outdoorsy kind o’ gal, so I went. Oddly enough, almost an entire year later I went camping with a group of girls whom I haven’t known all that long.
Proved to be an amazing time...
Hindsight is a Clever Rewind
“I can’t remember what I wore yesterday, but I remember everything we did together in vivid detail.”
I haven’t really updated much, which is sad because I rather like this blog. However, I’ve gained the tremendous amount of weight I lost over the 6 months after my breakup (re: I’m slowly regaining excitement for this November instead of fearing it) have refused to...
April 2010
4 posts
“Don’t be dismayed at goodbyes, a farewell is necessary before you can meet...”
– Richard Bach (and, at the moment, my heart)
“Rock and roll doesn’t necessarily mean a band. It doesn’t mean a singer, and it...”
– - Malcom McLaren
RIP (via stylman)
March 2010
11 posts
This Bitter Earth
I can no longer write poetry. I can no longer enjoy the streets of the city in which I live. What is living? Breathing? Eating? Sleeping? I do all of those things but never think as I do them.
I had a good, long affair with New York. It was good to me until it wasn’t any longer. I knew something bad would happen to me if I lived in New York long enough and I also knew that when something...
Being Robbed = Complete NY Experience
I’ve lived in New York for almost 5 years now. The worst thing that happened to me was in a cab, where I was almost raped. Thankfully, I got out with my life and a few bruises, etc. However, last night I almost bought the farm.
Cabs = a very real fear of mine because two of the most dangerous and life threatening things have happened to me in them. At this rate, I might need to start taking...
Chip Foose's Ultimate Hot Rod - B17 Style →
Made with the seats and seatbelts from a WW2 B-17. My heart just stopped for a second.
“One of these days, you’ll no longer be under my skin. You’ll just...”
Airplane Safety, Willy Wonka and Ballerinas →
Time flies when you’re home for over a week, having conversations with your cat, drinking whiskey and lamenting the loss of your PS3’s controller functions. But it stops for a minute of awesome with a link like the one above.
February 2010
21 posts
How to Tell if Your Cat is Plotting to Kill You →
So, I came home to my trashed apartment today. My cat doesn’t like it when I leave and hang out with my FRIENDS.
Valentine's Day (or other reasons to drink)
Usually on Valentine’s Day (DIAF, Hallmark) I take a minute or two to make a few otherwise embarassing confessions, shout out to the people close to me “I love you, man.” before repeating it ad nauseum whilst (yes, whilst.) drunk later on in the afternoon/evening. So, following a sort of twisted tradition, here goes:
1. I cruise the Dear Old Love tumblr, which is basically...
Binge Drinking
Happy ‘God Hates a Quitter’ Day!
Dear Diary
Dear Deeply Flawed Moral Character,
It’s probably a good idea if you stop drunkenly calling a girl who never says no to you and showing up at her house in the middle of the night just because she says it’s ok to come over and drink excessive quantities of rum while playing emo music and analyzing the meaning of life (while drunk) on her couch. Stop it, it’s just depressing.
...
Dealbreaker: You listen to "everything". →
jessicachu:
Really. Everything. You don’t have any, you know, favorites…. no? You just listen to “whatever’s on the radio”? Oh my God. How about Owl City? You like that one song by them, huh? How about Ke$ha? You think she’s catchy? How about the yowls of a domestic tabby being raped by a Scottish wildcat? Get the hell out of here. I bet you have 300 bands on your iPod and only one song from...
Bringing Vintage Back
Back when I was 18, before fleeing emotional storms and the angst of my first relationship breakup I took solace in furniture restoration. I was good at it and made a decent side living doing it. I’ve always had a deep passion for antiques, things that are deeply personal and have extensive history behind them. But one thing that I’ve inescapably been drawn to has been: time. I have a...
Diana Levine is my HERO. →
Thursday, February 5th 2010 marked the second to last day of Social Media Week where essentially, bloggers and social media elite gather to discuss well, Social Media and it’s various forms such as Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr and the like. Having been a former blogger at The Tragically Unhip that saw a vast following before my Editor took a lengthy enough hiatus (moving from Montreal to NY...
“I was half in love with her by the time we sat down. That’s the thing about...”
– J.D. Salinger, Catcher In The Rye (via nedhepburn) (via jessicachu)
listening to "Laura Marling - Goodbye England... →
Laura Marling - Goobye England Cove
listening to "Mac Dre-She Neva Seen" →
Mac Dre - She Neva Seen
listening to "Greg Laswell - Come Undone" →
Greg Laswell - Come Undone. Song of the week.
Dr. Seuss Was Right
The gay club at night
Bitch 1 and Bitch 2
Came in a pair to start a fight
Butch 1 came alone feeling blue
She sipped on her drink
While Bitch 1 and Bitch 2 made a scene
Butch 1 was angry and on the brink
A good fight is never fought clean
Butch 1 held her ground in the dance floor
When Bitch 1 and Bitch 2 wanted more
They danced together tight and close
And Butch 1 had enough of a dose
...
January 2010
31 posts
listening to "Timber Timbre - Like a Mountain" →
I’ll love you like a mountain.
Cheap Gin Created Top-Shelf Romance
Summer: June.
Pride in Brooklyn, beer, gin and your name.
5 times asked, 4 times denied. The train to Bowling Green and the ferry to you.
Late nights, sweat, sweet words.
Held hands, steady eyes. Great Kills and park pools.
Party in the city, “Boom Boom Room” and sharpies on white t-shirts. Your broken glasses, my extra tape. First kiss, “You’ll be my first...
In a world where.. →
There are guidelines on how to not suck? Written by a sorority girl? Comedy gold..my favorite is the line about not eating for several days. Fishing with dynamite is up there too.
Stealing a Concentration Camp Sign? Really? →
Man, talk about some seriously ILL KARMA.
