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Monthly Archives: February 2007

Oh, excellent.

Conversational highlights of the day include my mother telling me that it doesn’t matter if some people think that the boy I have a crush on looks like a potato because I look like one too, so we would match; and me asking various family members whether or not I look like Marcel Marceau because [...]

Dearest everyone,

I just would like you all to know that I have booked a guided tour of the Paramount Studios lot for next Wednesday. So, what this means is that I won’t be in masterclass that day. Or boring stupid seminar class. Or Clytemnestra class, although I actually like that one a bit, so I’m sorry [...]

Dear Horrible Old Woman at the Bus Stop,

Actually, the reason I refused to help you light your cigarette is not because I am a “fucking selfish asshole who only cares about themselves,” but, rather, was for the following reasons: 1. It is against the law (and also very inconsiderate) to smoke in a bus shelter. 2. You were hooked up to an [...]

Dear Hugh Grant,

That was amazing. I forgive you for your sex scandal and also for being Daniel Cleaver. I’m really glad they made an entire movie out of your dance in Love, Actually. Really glad. What’s going to happen when you die and there is no silly British dancing man to infinitely amuse me anymore? I will [...]

Like Handel, only funnier and not as good.

There are two kinds of days: There are days that are terrible and make you want to throw yourelf off of a bridge out of sheer woebegoneness, and then there are days when you find out that Eric Idle, the world’s most attractive unnattractive man, has written an oratorio that is premiering in Toronto at [...]

Did you know that it is possible to have a course about food and feminism and the body and not talk about fatness at all?

Apparently it is. Some fat girls are feeling slightly alienated.

Dear Santa,

I know, I know, wrong occaision. But you didn’t hear from me at Christmas, so, whatever. Here is what I would like for my birthday: 1. Thurston Moore‘s undying love. The interview with him and Kim in this month’s Bust makes my heart go pitter-pat. Especially the part about how they would just hold hands [...]

And my new grandma, Bea Arthur

The best thing about potentially going to school in California is that maybe the sun will stop me from being sad all the time for no reason. And, also, if I get a scholarship to UCLA, since it’s a state school, they get funding from the state, so I could technically say that Arnold Schwarzenegger [...]