1. Joblessness. It's disgusting how I make fun of the fact that I am both currently unemployed and out-of-school, living a lifestyle that both intrigues and disgusts my friends. Yet I really don't do much about it.
2. The National Artist awards. Why is there even a National Artist award? It is presumptuous and elitist.
3. Iran. I just finished Reading Lolita and Tehran. Some Persian women really are blonde?
4. Vodka and cranberry juice. Oblivious to my protests that I am content with beer, my friend Jay insists that I should try this concoction.
5. Thoughts and ideas I can no longer share here. Whereas I had blogged freely before about past (failed or stunted) romances, prudence dictates that my blog now hardly remains the right venue to talk about the affairs of my, uh, heart. He blogs also.
the persistence of being earnest
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Sometimes I swear it is easy to just give up whenever the universe is
sending me signals that it doesn’t care about what I’m trying my best to
accomplish—m...
10 years ago
4 comments:
"Vodka and cranberry juice. Oblivious to my protests that I am content with beer, my friend Jay insists that I should try this concoction."
-> Alcoholics at the office said something about combining Extra Joss with Red Horse. I haven't tried it yet, but they say it's the bomb. Upper and downer in one drink. Lovely. :D
well and the other problem with blogging about every incessant detail is that it trivializes everything.
@andy: I think I've heard of Red Horse and Extra Joss before, but I haven't decided yet if it's a good idea.
@lance: very true. but strangely, it's so tempting to pour out raving emotions into blog entries, heedless of any concept of decency or prudence.
agree with lance. haha do what i do. blog often. blog a lot but make sure the details or so muddy, no one will understand. haha
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