Tuesday, March 30, 2010

things are things

When I was little I went with my big sister to the movies and we watched
Iron Giant. There's something good about Iron Giant, besides the fact
that it's generally an awesome movie to watch. I like how the giant, the good guy, is
so scary looking, like he wants to invade and kill and smash shit up. He
looks like an amalgam of every nightmare you have as a kid, and even
though I loved watching it I did have nightmares about him, about a big
robotic man and spotlight eyes. In the nightmares I'd have to turn the
light in his eyes out by unscrewing them, but it never quite worked.
That's what a great kids story should do. It should be like a rug, that
has only beautiful, warm somethings that invite you to sink your hands
into them on top. But when you do, below are tingly-rough fibres that
catch on your nails and tug 'til you hurt. They should seed
insecurities, insecurities that become the stuff of nightmares.

Friday, March 26, 2010


The Decline and Fall

Today I was walking down some street in the city and I saw this group of about 5 girls all dressed in black tank tops and tight lil floral minnies. They seemed so oblivious in their happy lil tween indie world, off to school or wherever the fuck it is people that age go, not caring what gay lil clones they were of each other. It's like, 'OMG Linda I t0tes heart your magnolia print skirt! Did you like buy it from RetroStar?' Fuck off.
Maybe making out-there fashion choices isn't for everyone, and I totally get that a lot of people couldn't care less about what they wear and just want something functional. HOWEVER, if you do care, as these girls obviously do as they bother to straighten their hair, wear make up and shop around for clothes....

actually fuck can't finish that sentence as I don't have a point. Basically I think they suck and are lame. End of story.




Oh hey girl on chictopia! First off, cool expression. You look so dreaaamy and serene slash like you are trying to make one of the bricks on that walkway spontaneously combust with your eyes. Awesome. Second, can you teach me to pose like that? It's always been my dream to look like I have a broken ankle in photos, but it um, seems really hard.
Awesome x 2! Thanks!

And what's with every second person being a street fashion photographer. I'm not saying the whole concept sucks but there is definitely a regular missfire thing that seems to be going on....I don't know. Whatever, I'm just being angry and I can't really talk as my fashion is no better objectively. Still.

Taking pictures of people in Degraves..original.

Sorry, but really? That's what counts as awesome street fashion?

Wow. Just, wow.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

My geode must be acknowledged

So...I was going to write a post about chrystals but apparently that's old news. Still I think they're awesome, kind of like God + science fiction but better than Scientology by a factor of a million.

I used to play that computer game on DOS with my sister when I was a kid, you had to put in all the codes to open it up on the black screen and I felt so fucking professional tapping em in off by heart.

 I want to go and march through those massive crytal caves for real and feel tiny and miniscule and tiny one after the other and take pictures with rainbow glare on the lense. I think this would be a cool thing to do.


The End. Smile baby smile.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

First for a while

I wasn't going to pick up from where I left off with my old blog, that was lame but sweet like eating cake with too much icing it was like but no it’s there, right there so I don't have much choice in the matter.

Things are slow, moving slowly towards colder weather. Apparently we haven’t had a day below 20 in 100 days. Apparently this is a fact. Fact: this is a very unpleasant fact. I am drinking chamomile tea right now. I’ve turned into such a grandma since living alone, enjoying all the cosiness of gay responsibilities and watching loads of SBS. The nicest thing that happened to me today was sitting outside in a shadow, in the mellow part of the day, all classes over and feeling a shiver of just slightly too cold.
I am worried, I am seriously worried, that the blank page is the better page.

They look like they’re suffocating each other.