Tuesday, December 29, 2009

illusion hunger

last week debbe w. cured my cuticle biting with eft, but as it turns out, french horror movies can reverse the effects. the plan to watch haute tension as an antidote to avatar was a misfire. martyrs this was not. i was actually engaged and disturbed to the point of not being able to finish my bowl of peanut butter zigzag ice cream until the film's pitiful climax took all the air out of it. repressed lesbian desires? you have got to be kidding me alexandre aja. this was some seriously homophobic crap. and i don't want to watch movies through a politicized lens, i really don't! i just want to dissolve and be re-made by ereshkigal's eyes of death! is that too much to ask?

Monday, December 28, 2009

i think i might have to blog in all caps tonight

MY DEAR READERS, YOUR BLOGMISTRESS WAS TORTURED TODAY FOR NEARLY THREE HOURS. IT HAPPENED IN KING OF PRUSSIA AT THE 4:30 SCREENING OF AVATAR. BE WARNED: THIS FILM IS MANIPULATIVE CINEMATIC TERRORISM AT IT'S WORST. $500,000,000 OF EVERY REPUGNANT CLICHE OF WESTERN CULTURE YOU CAN IMAGINE. NOBLE SAVAGES? CHECK. WHITE MAN'S BURDEN? CHECK. ONE-NOTE VILLIANS? CHECK. TRIUMPH-OF-THE-IMPOTENT-MALE FANTASY? CHECK. RACE OF NAKED SUPERMODEL WARRIORS? CHECK. UNBEARABLY STRESSFUL AND SEEMINGLY NEVER-ENDING BATTLE SCENES? CHECK. MATRIX RIP-OFF? CHECK CHECK. SELF-RIGHTEOUS VOICE-OVERS? CHECK. HEAVY-HANDED CRITIQUES OF THE U.S. MILITARY? CHECK. DEATH TO THE ONLY TOUGH FEMALE CHARACTER WHO DOES NOT PRANCE AROUND IN A LOIN CLOTH? CHECK. NAUSEATING ROMANTICISM OF MATRIARCHAL CULTURES FOLLOWED BY SWIFT RESCUE BY AFOREMENTIONED IMPOTENT WHITE MALE? CHECK.

oh my god. i need to get this film out of my system. i think the only thing that kept me from going the way of michael jackson while watching it was digging little half moons into my forearms and occasionally glancing over at luca in his 3d glasses. i think i'm going to have to take in some french extreme cinema to exorcise this beast. and if you are reading this and feel like sending a prayer my way to ease the soreness of my heart, i'd sincerely appreciate it because god damn that was painful.

Friday, December 25, 2009

merry christmas!



oh boy did the jew girl ever get toys this morning!!!!

Thursday, December 17, 2009

how it feels to be free



can i get a wut wut for the fcs jazz band?!

Friday, December 11, 2009

the ultimate in gifts

i sent this video to my mom since she found "dick in a box" so amusing:



her response: "What lovely sons! They give the ultimate in gifts - it just goes to show that the best "things" ("gifts") in life are free!!!!! How thoughtful can one get!"

Thursday, December 10, 2009

got me workin' workin' day and night

all i want is to get the dining room/library in working order. so this is my plan. every hour i am going to post a picture of my progress. here is the room in its current state:



next picture to be taken at 7:30pm, due to dinner interruption and michael jackson dance rehearsal with samara. luca is cooking tonight - yeah baby!

7:30:



onward christian soldiers!

8:30:



progress! now time for a cookie baking break. next and last photo of the night coming at 10pm.


it's 9:30 now and i can't possibly do any more. here is my last picture for the evening:



unfortunately, the other side of the room looks like this:



tomorrow: bring up the last two bookshelves, fill them with books and organize the rest of the boxes.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

warm beds: warm fullblooded life

buy nothing day was pretty uneventful. not being on the computer so much at work freed me up a lot. i cleaned up the studio and worked on the quilt. at night the lack of light and electronic stimulation just made me really tired so i went to sleep at around 8. painting bookshelves by candle light seemed an absurd prospect.

now it's almost midnight and either i am too tired to make sense of the last chapter of my ulysses reading or it's just one of those chapters. i'll pick up in the morning. hopefully i'll be able to finish the last 20 pages before class. it's peaceful here at night. i'm sitting in the kitchen, empty dishes from late-night snack, yams stuffed with cranberries and chestnuts, homemade seitan, rain coming down outside. tomorrow we are having our heating system replaced, so either luca and i will be keeping warm by the fireplace or checking into the chestnut hill hotel.

worked my first shift at the co-op this evening. very heartening to stock shelves of tomato sauce, ghee, granola, to pack mixed nuts and organic popcorn.

"mr. bloom walked unheeded along his grove by saddened angels, crosses, broken pillars, family vaults, stone hopes praying with upcast eyes, old ireland's hearts and hands."