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Monthly Archives: February 2008

Words fail.

Experience the magic for yourself. Mad props to Leith for finding this one.

Epiphanies I have recently had about affairs I am no longer having

When a certain fellow says to you “the reason I said I was on my way and then half an hour later proceeded to stand you up was because I decided that I couldn’t come for no real reason, but I didn’t want to disappoint you by telling you this so instead I just didn’t [...]

Deconstruction, deconstruction, blah blah whatever – X-Files!

Tonight was shaping up to be pretty stupid, because tonight I was scheduled to spend my evening reading Spivak on Derrida on Rousseau, while tearing out my hair and probably holding my head in my hands and letting out cries of despair. But then…X-Files news! So that’s pretty fucking excellent. ALSO – I finally managed [...]

Reason why I love this town #746

I have just purchased two tickets for THE MOST IMPORTANT EVENT OF MY ENTIRE LIFE. (ie: Barbarella on the big screen at a very fancy movie theater!) One ticket is for me, the other is for my to-be-selected hot date. And right now I would like to say something about who I hope the hot [...]

It never rains in Los Angeles.

Except for . . . WHEN IT DOES. (ie: the majority of Winter, 2008 and also whenever my mom calls and asks about the weather, so that she can say “But I thought it never rained in Los Angeles?”) Luckily, I have a raincoat that makes me look like a Russian spy.

Stupid.

1. 19th Century France is the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard of. 2. Today in the copy room, the chair of the musicology department told me that unicorns don’t exist. 3. I wish that the “Send Cupcakes” application on facebook could be used to anonymously send poison cupcakes to people that I hate but it [...]

Interrupting your regularly scheduled sarcasm for just a bit of angst

Over the past few months, I have had a less than stellar experience with a certain gentleman, who, it turns out, is neither gentle (by which I mean, classy and reputable) nor a man (possible emotional age: 7). This situation has now been over for a few weeks. I am very happy that this situation [...]

More on Clifton’s, because it needs to be said

The following is from a pamphlet that I picked up that details the history of the restaurant. I hadn’t had the chance to read it until just now. Italics are mine: “Clifton’s Brookdale has served millions of people over the past 64 years with only some minor changes. The live organist and organ have been [...]

Advanced adventures in lunching

So I finally got to Clifton’s Cafeteria today (I didn’t go last week because I was shacked up at home nursing my combination sore throat/plugged ear/broken slightly compromised but fixable heart – and I am pleased to report that I am almost all better except for my ears which remain useless), and let me tell [...]

Yum.

For dessert tonight there was chocolate cake. With raspberries. And chocolate sauce. Cake with raspberries and chocolate sauce wrapped in pastry. Alternatively, pastry stuffed with cake. Sounds like cakepie to me. Ok, now I am going to bed and I will sleep all night because I said to the doctor “My throat hurts so much [...]