September 2008
20 posts
I knew some people who had that schedule.
Piper Laurie: I used to be an actress.
Paul Newman: Yeah? What do you do now?
Piper Laurie: I'm a college girl. Two days a week, Tuesdays and Thursdays, I go to college.
Paul Newman: Don't look like a college girl.
Piper Laurie: I'm the emancipated type. Real emancipated.
Paul Newman: No, I didn't mean that... Whatever that means. Just don't look young enough.
Piper Laurie: I'm not.
Paul Newman: So why go to college?
Piper Laurie: Got nothing else to do on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
Paul Newman: What do you do on the other days?
Piper Laurie: I drink.
I got nowhere else to go! I got nowhere else to...
alexbalk:
I was walking down Second Avenue yesterday when I saw a woman retrieving something from the trunk of a cab. She was attractive, mid-twenties, in great shape, and she was pulling out what, on closer inspection, turned out to be a baby stroller. I looked for a baby, and there it was, sitting on the curb in a carrier. This was all taking place in front of a nail salon, and a woman was...
Mihi in odio est.
The ennui has set in and I kind of want to die. I’ve spent the past threeish hours simultaneously engaged in wrestling with an essay I have absolutely no desire to finish and passive aggressive laundering in order to have clean and dry underthings for tomorrow.
The highlight of my day (and possibly week!) was Gossip Girl, and as exciting as that was (OMFG BEST SHOW EVER!), there could be...
johnnyfive:
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avedanke:
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While (or shortly after) Conbon was stuck in an elevator, Pittsburgh (or at least the not-at-all-even-remotely-square-like block that I live on) experienced a black out. Fortunately, not while I was similarly stuck in an elevator (though I did go to the elevator with a candle and knock on the door to taunt anyone that may have been stuck inside—I am an asshole).
But! I was on the ninth floor!...
“The fool wanders, a wise man travels.”
three50eight:
So again I’m laying around doing nothing today. I already watched Blood Diamond and now I’m surfing the internet. I was looking at Nick Gray’s blog and flickr and some how I ended up on Fabian’s vimeo and then I was watching Patrick Moberg’s videos and well I had an epiphany. Is my life boring because Pittsburgh generally doesn’t have much to do or is my life boring because I am...
I am currently drinking a glass of some sort of nonsense Arbor Mist Mixed Berry bullshit, lower-middle-class-housewife wine substitute.
Because I did not purchase it directly and had no recourse but to accept it, I feel no shame.
It's been six months.
It’s a Tuesday, the weather’s the same, my music is similarly weighty, but I don’t think today’s going to have the same result.
“I don’t mind them, but mostly like that sort of thing on guys you...”
– PhoBWanKenobi on Ask MetaFilter
That’s almost precisely the reason they’re the only piercing I’ve considered.
When we read that kind of writing in government regulations, we call it bureaucratese; when we read it in legal documents, legalese; in academic writing that inflates small ideas into gassy abstractions, academese. [Style: Lessons in Clarity and Grace by Joseph Williams]
Teehee, gassy abstractions! And “academese” sounds like a sneeze.
