Unrepentant Proletarian

Wed, 23 Sep 2009 20:00:35 GMT

i want to cook for captain nemo ad the nautilus crew, and spend my weekends in an octopuses garden. land is overrated, and i think humanity as a whole made a bad decision when they crawled out of the soup a million years ago.

can we go back now, please? my gills are in the mail, i swear.

Wed, 15 Jul 2009 19:51:04 GMT

happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday dear meeee, happy birthday to meeeeee

let me show you my pessimism

Thu, 09 Jul 2009 06:33:32 GMT

this is a shout out to my roommate who said, when confronted with a progressively slower and slower draining shower, "Maybe it will just fix itself."

at the time i rolled my eyes and said 'yeah right, things don't just fix themselves!' on the inside, but you know what? the damn thing fixed itself.

wtf morning shift.

Wed, 01 Jul 2009 03:47:36 GMT

this is me, going to bed before it's dark out.

today

Thu, 18 Jun 2009 20:32:56 GMT

today i ate the first blackberry of summer.

Wed, 17 Jun 2009 05:33:54 GMT

q: what is worse than running over one roadkill on your bike on the way home?

a: running over two. duh! :P

Sun, 14 Jun 2009 23:04:08 GMT

i can keep up with e-tards and still be dancing strong long after their high has worn off.

now if only there was somewhere to dance like that every weekend.

Fri, 29 May 2009 18:19:57 GMT

ironically, our provided-by-the-city water saving super efficient shower head has started dripping.

Mon, 18 May 2009 08:53:35 GMT

it's me against the bugs.

Sun, 17 May 2009 04:57:58 GMT

i went to go see this guy perform today:

the acoustics in that video are much higher quality than at the local library.

Sun, 03 May 2009 09:24:17 GMT

lost my phone.

found my phone, with a shattered screen.

was complimented.

was serenaded by proxy.

made pots and pots and pots of coffee.

made valuable business contacts.

listened to music, watched dance.

danced.

was complimented on dancing.

met people.

defused a nasty situation before it got nasty.

listened to world class eastern european music.

biked 16 miles. yeah. 16.

soapbox time

Sun, 22 Mar 2009 03:42:38 GMT

http://www.cnn.com/2009/HEALTH/03/20/catastrophic.insurance.invincibles/index.html#cnnSTCText

"Instead of paying exorbitant prices, many young people choose to remain uninsured, risking injury while harboring the belief that youth alone can buffer them from illness."

Yeah, right, I totally CHOOSE to remain uninsured. I mean, I could stop getting mani/pedis and going to the spa every week, but having health insurance is just not that high on my priority list.

"You would hear stories about people giving fake names at the ER or blowing out before being discharged so they wouldn't be responsible for the bill," said McPartland."

Yes, that is because they have a serious injury that needs medical treatment, and they cannot afford it. Obviously they should not pay rent, or go without food for several months to pay their several thousand dollar medical bill out of pocket. Bankrupting yourself to pay for your health is the american way of life!

rumi

Fri, 30 Jan 2009 21:18:41 GMT

Dance when you're broken open.
Dance when you've torn the bandage off.
Dance in the middle of fighting.
Dance in your blood.
Dance when you're perfectly free.
Struck, the dancer hears a tambourine inside her,
like a wave that crests into foam at the very top,
Begins.
Maybe you don't hear that tambourine,
or the tree leaves clapping time.
Close the ears on your head,
that listen mostly to lies and cynical jokes.
There are other things to see, and hear.
Music. Dance.
A brilliant city inside your soul!

Fri, 09 Jan 2009 21:55:05 GMT

today is a beautiful california winter day, when the sun is shining and it's warm brisk and feels like it's spring even though it's january. because of this, i'm going to go for a walk with my roommate and her kids, instead of getting a job.

children are a major distraction from everything that you don't want to do.

Mon, 17 Nov 2008 15:49:11 GMT

falling asleep while reading the old man and the sea brings very strange dreams.

okay. the city.

firstly, there is a city-ness in big cities, that i think is probably the same no matter where you go. buenos aires. chicago. new york. philadelphia. grand rapids. there are streets and shops and apartments and cafes and kiosks selling magazines and porn and candy. so in this regard, buenos aires is familiar.

the streets all go one way, and most of the cars spew exhaust , enough to make me light headed if the wind isn't blowing. "we'd be more polluted than l.a. if we where in a valley." i'm told, but because the city is flat, and next to the ocean, the air is reasonably clear.

the walls of every building, every monument, are covered with political graffiti. from rhymes about the president's pants to economic policy to questions that otherwise wouldn't be asked. (where is diego?) i ask what they mean, and i'm told that people are still occasionally disappeared here. i feel guilty, because there's more anti-bush graffiti in this country thousands of miles away than in the u.s.

there are purple flowering trees everywhere here, that are utterly gorgeous, and no one knows what they're called.

the buildings are ancient and beautiful. people casually live and graffiti in works of art. it's special, to live somewhere that is literally history. it kills me to not have a camera, but it's probably a good thing, because otherwise when i got back my friends would be treated to rolls and rolls of architecture shots.

Mon, 17 Nov 2008 02:51:09 GMT

i really, really suck at journaling my experiences. whenever i'm doing something unusual or worth writing about, i'm too busy doing stuff. so i end up only updating when i'm bored.

i'm in buenos aires, and i'll do my gosh darned best to write about it... tomorrow. really. i swear.

Tue, 14 Oct 2008 05:42:30 GMT

hahaha, i have figured out my costume!

i am going as snow white for halloween- i can do it without buying anything, get it put together in one day and i've never done it before.

suck it, to all the people trying to get me to go out and buy stuff!

Mon, 06 Oct 2008 15:08:30 GMT

hearing an iconic leonard cohen song sung all smooth jazz style by some chick on the radio at 4:00 in the morning? extremely surreal.

i have had my last night at work, and now, after eight months of working the night shift and not being able to fall asleep every morning... i am fucking exhausted.

irony is a bitch.

groggy

Wed, 24 Sep 2008 01:23:40 GMT

i am officially tired of working nights. it was fun for a while, but it's definitely not a viable long term option.

note to self

Wed, 17 Sep 2008 03:38:34 GMT

the pizza smelled delicious, but did it taste delicious? NO.

yuck. next time, stick with smelling.

the beat goes on

Tue, 12 Aug 2008 14:19:49 GMT

at work today i not once, but twice, narrowly missed getting morphine spit in my face.

however, i got to ride my bike through a flock of wild turkeys on the way home, so that makes up for it.

Tue, 29 Jul 2008 23:43:03 GMT

time until lark? t-minus: 24 hours.

squeeee!!!

so i will be gone from the internets and reality as we know it for nine days dancing and drinking and ignoring the fucked up world until i absolutely have to go back.

blatant narcissism

Fri, 25 Jul 2008 15:20:04 GMT

i really love that i am getting into better shape every day. it does wonders for my self esteem, and makes me healthier. :)

frustration is...

Sat, 12 Jul 2008 23:55:51 GMT

pouring the last of your carefully horded soymilk into a warm, freshly washed glass and hearing *tink* as the glass neatly cracks in half.

blech

Sat, 12 Jul 2008 00:40:56 GMT

was sick again. that's what i get for bragging about my fabulous constitution.