January 2011
11 posts
1 tag
Why do you have a Formspring?
I have no idea, really.
Fuck you want?
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2011-1-23) →
Anaïs (28)
Basement Jaxx (26)
The Vines (4)
Daft Punk (3)
Yeah Yeah Yeahs (3)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2011-1-16) →
Basement Jaxx (21)
Justice (20)
Anaïs (19)
Notorious B.I.G. (17)
The Hundred in the Hands (9)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
on removing the word "nigger" from huckleberry...
Have you even read the fucking book? I mean, sweet Jesus in a smoking birchbark canoe! I’m not sure if a point has ever been more clearly missed in the course of human history.
Look, I’m going to make it real easy for you: you know all of those parts of art that make you uncomfortable? All of the racist, obscene, sexually prurient, sexist, homophobic, homoerotic, needlessly offensive...
is there anything less interesting than people...
Normally I don’t dream. Lately, however, that hasn’t been the case.
Last night I dreamed that I was working at my old job, but for some reason the HR person was the HR person from the job I first got when I moved to Hawaii. I had applied for a prestigious internal position, and this HR person had called me into her office (with a classmate of mine from school who was inexplicably...
on learning you'll never achieve your dreams
I can’t tell you how profoundly…irritated I was to learn that someone other than me had put a baby inside of Natalie Portman. That was my job! My destiny! What am I going to do now?
Maybe I should give Emily Browning a call.
one day i'll learn to shut up long enough to hear...
Have you ever been in love?
Horrible, isn’t it?
It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up.
You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you. Then one stupid person — no different from any other stupid person — wanders into your stupid...
as you from crimes would pardoned be, let your...
I can’t really use the Facebook Notes function to write anymore. Too many law school classmates, too little…something. I don’t really want people to read what I write, I just want to know that they could. Weird, I know.
So I’ve been thinking of using this Tumblr to write more. No one really knows it’s here, and there are no expectations or obligations that I feel...