quotes (downsized).

the facebook cutdown. here's what i had (and no, no plans to cut it down to incoherent sentences and the addition of my middle name to make me super cool):

"I like my beers cold and my homosexuals flaming"--Homer Simpson

"The most significant, challenging and exciting relationship of all is the one you have with yourself. And if you can find someone to love the you that you love, well- thats just fabulous"--C lady

"I love my life in New York....but then I come down here and this fits too"--SHA

"LIfe is a comedy to those who think and a tragedy to those who feel"--Holace Walpole

"Constantly talking isn't necessarily communicating" -Charlie Kaufman

How I think when starting to write:
"To begin... To begin... How to start? I'm hungry. I should get coffee. Coffee would help me think. Maybe I should write something first, then reward myself with coffee. Coffee and a muffin. So I need to establish the themes. Maybe a banana nut. That's a good muffin."
-Charlie Kaufman (in Adaptation)

"I gave her my heart and she gave me a pen." -John Cusack (in Say Anything...)

"It's not the years, honey. It's the mileage."- Harrison Ford (in Raiders of the Lost Ark)

"I don't see why anybody wants to marry an artist, anyhow. I remember Ray Kennedy used to say he didn't see how any woman could marry a gambler, for she would only be marrying what the game left" -from Willa Cather's "The Song of the Lark"

"Optimism can make you look stupid, but cynicism always makes you look cynical"- Calum Fisher

blender mag gets their turn.

best of 2008.

fuck yeah.

criterion site is up! awesomeness prevails!

the frisky.

cute site, cute story.

goodbye, 'valentine.'

nice knowing you, you were cute.
http://www.thrfeed.com/2008/11/the-cw-yanks-mr.html

twilight fun.

so the craziness is at an all time high now, with the film opening friday. i was supposed to go to a screening on tuesday night but cancelled to go to the kings of leon show (then ended up giving my ticket to a coworker who wanted to go more) and forgot about the screening. yeah. so this weekend it is!

and this is hilarious:
http://nymag.com/daily/entertainment/2008/11/slideshow_of_twilight.html#

hang in there, rob.

the awesomeness.

http://www.cafe458atl.com/

if youre in the ATL, check it out.

beautiful.

http://gizmodo.com/5092918/treehouse-restaurant-built-around-redwood-like-beautiful-fungus

:(

http://www.nypost.com/seven/11172008/jobs/goodbye_to_all_that_139082.htm

lookin' good.

http://harrypotter.warnerbros.com/harrypotterandthehalf-bloodprince/

hur-ha.

warehouse o cd.

CD Warehouse
6690 Roswell Road, Suite C4
Atlanta
GA
30328
404-256-0057

Disc Go Round
2997 Cumberland Circle
Atlanta
GA
30339
770-803-9947

new moma work.

"I want to assassinate painting,” Joan Miró is reported to have said, in 1927. Four years later, the Catalan modern master elaborated, in an interview: “I intend to destroy, destroy everything that exists in painting. I have utter contempt for painting.” (He is quoted, along similar lines, as having put the Cubists on notice: “I will break their guitar.”) Brave words, for a painter.

check new yorker.

a-ha.

woody, always liked your humor.

speaking of the shake off.

i had a dream last night about this boy at work, h. very odd indeed. well not so much odd (the situation is odd as is) as that its just bugging me. i dont take dreams super seriously (i dont have the adequate knowledge to determine what theyre all about, nor do i know for sure if things like this are worth investigating at all) but every few times a year something makes me think about the weirdness of dreams.

ps- listening to ben lee's "float on" makes it better. try it out.

its mania, yes.

http://www.instyle.com/instyle/package/general/0,,20237320,00.html

obsessed.

trying to shake it off.

they cut 25 jobs at EW yesterday. tons of people i care about are now jobless, like me. like ive been basically since graduation. in a field thats going nowhere. in the last week, one of my friends has gotten engaged, one is pregnant (its a boy!) and one is moving to france in a month. what the f am i doing with my life? no job, no home, def no relationship to speak of. feeling v lost right now, my friends. and i know its mostly the EW thing setting me off but i'm having trouble shrugging it off this time. i feel an urgency unlike ever before to "figure it out." on the same coin, trying (as always) not to make myself nuts.

also: i fear for the life of me returning to NY with no money, no job prospects and back to that horrible flat (the girl currently occupying my room says the place has been a mess since i left. niiiiiiice)

thanks for letting me have some self-indulgent self pity. ha.

niceness.

http://www.imeem.com/polyvinyl/music/JEFijHTJ/loney_dear_airport_surroundings/

love you.

www.nytimes-se.com