there this girl right. it feels good to have a crush. i don't do it enough. a person's heart should flutter every now and then. the usa is rejecting the laissez faire approach to economics. maybe i should reject my laissez faire approach to love. it will happen when it happens but it doesn't happen this isn't a sitcom. we're not going to be comically thrown together when the elevator breaks down, when the teacher pairs us up for groups, when i bump into her on the subway. ok there is a window: we have tutorial together. one hour a week in the same room. after tutorial is the only chance. or sit down next her in lecture by "accident". i did that once and didn't realise it till the end of the lecture but all i did was smile and say hey. hey. that reads a lot dumber than it was, i think.
this is good. i need a record somewhere that this happened. i don't want to forget this little spark. i'll probably starve it of oxygen but at least this will be here as a beacon or memorial or something. goodnight.
Friday, January 16, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
"creative" "writing"
i'm going to name this guy john because that is a pretty good white bread everyman name and you can just project whatever
preconceived shit you have against boring white guys named John on to him and that should make my job easier. Ok. John is a normal
guy. "Normal". He probably doesn't know about your subculture and if he does he probably thinks its stupid or weird and he
probably wouldn't date you or get drunk with you. John has a university education because who doesn't these days but it's
probably an mba or something practical and boring so don't ask him about kant or palestine because its just awkward thank you.
john went and married that girl you had a crush on back in school the one who dressed liked a woman from a french WWII
spy film and drank teas you couldn't begin to comprehend. you were so into her remember? too bad john got a job and i heard
he had all his money in gold or chewing gum or whatever the recession proof commodity is so they'll probably be able to buy a
nice house together on the cheap after all they need the extra room with kid number two on the way. too bad for you!
but life is good for you too right. uncomplicated. nobody likes complications. Complications are what doctors call it when they kill you by accident. As in "it is complicated to explain how the scalpel was left inside your husband's stomach" ha ha! So life is good and unhurried at wherever you work. The record store right? That's what you call the HMV where you work. it's a joke you have.
the world lets you pretend you work in a record store like in uhh that movie with molly ringwold and you pretend you don't
notice when people buy nickleback cds. the world is in balance.
but it's not because if it was you wouldn't be thinking about
john and jacqueline - you would be reranking your favourite coen brothers' films in light of no country and burn after reading (only
one dented the top five, not to give too much away). God what were you thinking majoring in film you know you hate people why
would you put yourself into situations where you would have to overhear people being dicks about truffaut v. godard you are a
glutton for punishment. but it worked out because you dropped out and now you get to sell dvds of whatever eddie murphy is doing
these days. "worked out" we both know you never wanted to graduate you don't need anybody to validate you and tell you good job
here's a piece of paper that informs potential employers that this person is masochistic and capable of following instructions and
paying lots of tutition. that's about it right? conformists.
anyway john probably doesn't exist because you just made him up. you haven't seen your french spy since second year was her name even jacqueline? your whole story is now cast with doubt. no doubt there are boring white guys named john who did the sensible thing
and got a practical education and then married quirky chicks with good fashion sense and bubbly personalities but no one can say
if that really is what we're dealing with here. oh god why are you so bitter just go troll the criterion section there has
to be someone you can hit on there so what if she is pasty and has questionable facial piercings it's better then nothing at
least she maybe knows who anthony perkins is - not that that even makes sense as a criterion but ok.
preconceived shit you have against boring white guys named John on to him and that should make my job easier. Ok. John is a normal
guy. "Normal". He probably doesn't know about your subculture and if he does he probably thinks its stupid or weird and he
probably wouldn't date you or get drunk with you. John has a university education because who doesn't these days but it's
probably an mba or something practical and boring so don't ask him about kant or palestine because its just awkward thank you.
john went and married that girl you had a crush on back in school the one who dressed liked a woman from a french WWII
spy film and drank teas you couldn't begin to comprehend. you were so into her remember? too bad john got a job and i heard
he had all his money in gold or chewing gum or whatever the recession proof commodity is so they'll probably be able to buy a
nice house together on the cheap after all they need the extra room with kid number two on the way. too bad for you!
but life is good for you too right. uncomplicated. nobody likes complications. Complications are what doctors call it when they kill you by accident. As in "it is complicated to explain how the scalpel was left inside your husband's stomach" ha ha! So life is good and unhurried at wherever you work. The record store right? That's what you call the HMV where you work. it's a joke you have.
the world lets you pretend you work in a record store like in uhh that movie with molly ringwold and you pretend you don't
notice when people buy nickleback cds. the world is in balance.
but it's not because if it was you wouldn't be thinking about
john and jacqueline - you would be reranking your favourite coen brothers' films in light of no country and burn after reading (only
one dented the top five, not to give too much away). God what were you thinking majoring in film you know you hate people why
would you put yourself into situations where you would have to overhear people being dicks about truffaut v. godard you are a
glutton for punishment. but it worked out because you dropped out and now you get to sell dvds of whatever eddie murphy is doing
these days. "worked out" we both know you never wanted to graduate you don't need anybody to validate you and tell you good job
here's a piece of paper that informs potential employers that this person is masochistic and capable of following instructions and
paying lots of tutition. that's about it right? conformists.
anyway john probably doesn't exist because you just made him up. you haven't seen your french spy since second year was her name even jacqueline? your whole story is now cast with doubt. no doubt there are boring white guys named john who did the sensible thing
and got a practical education and then married quirky chicks with good fashion sense and bubbly personalities but no one can say
if that really is what we're dealing with here. oh god why are you so bitter just go troll the criterion section there has
to be someone you can hit on there so what if she is pasty and has questionable facial piercings it's better then nothing at
least she maybe knows who anthony perkins is - not that that even makes sense as a criterion but ok.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Books are great, 2008
I've started keeping track of books I read in a simple .txt format. I recommend it. I can look at the list and see, obviously a list of books and authors I crushed on, but there's also an entire year, 2008 divided into 31 personal book length segments. Here's what I read, good/bad/ugly, in chronorder:
1. Fresh – Mark McNay
2. The Kite Runner – Khaled Hosseini
3. The Life and Times of the Thunderbolt Kid, A Memoir – Bill Bryson
4. The Handmaid's Tale - Margaret Atwood
5. Nothing's Sacred - Lewis Black (Winner, Biggest Disappointment '08)
6. Poppy Shakespeare - Clare Allan (favourite cover '08)
7. A Good and Happy Child - Justin Evans
8. After the Quake - Haruki Murakami
9. The Futurist - James P. Othmer
10. The Road - Cormac McCarthy (Cormac is the oh-wowowowow-why-didn't-I-know-this-author-existed-sooner author of the year)
11. Cat's Cradle - Kurt Vonnegut (read this book)
12. 100 Greatest Hockey Arguments - Bob McCown
13. The Adventures of Kavalier and Clay - Michael Chabon
14. Notes From a Small Island - Bill Bryson
15. Your Whole Family is Made of Meat - Ryan North
16. A Spot of Bother - Mark Haddon (<3 Mark Haddon)
17. Bang Crunch Stories - Neil Smith (pleasant surprise '08)
18. Letters to a Young Poet - Rainer Maria Rilke
19. Blood Meridian - Cormac McCarthy
20. Barney's Version - Mordechai Richler
21. Everyman - Philip Roth
22. A Short History of Nearly Everything - Bill Bryson
23. Logorrhea - (Ed. John Klima)
24. The Raw Shark Texts - Steven Hall
25. Areas of my Expertise - John Hodgeman
26. Zoology - Ben Dolnick
27. The Satanic Verses - Salman Rushdie
28. Slapstick - Kurt Vonnegut
29. Gentlemen of the Road - Michael Chabon
30. The Sandman: Endless Nights - Neil Gaiman
31. Rant - Chuck Palahniuk
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