Archive for April, 2010

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rambling like a stoner; or, i say “sometimes” a lot

April 20, 2010

ten years ago today, i got my ear pierced. this fact is not terribly important, despite the fact that i lead with it. this particular piercing, the industrial in my right ear, was neither my first nor my last. it was neither the most nor the least painful.

in fact, in most ways, this day was not particularly significant. it was a thursday. either i didn’t have a thursday afternoon class, or i ditched it to go celebrate 4/20. first, though, i met up with my roommate m. and our friend h. and went to zebra for the piercing. at this time, i was on a piercing schedule of approximately every six months.* h. wandered around, m. held my hand. because i went during the week, i got the mean goth piercer lady, who gave me no warning before she jabbed the needle through my cartilage. it hurt, yes, but it was more shocking than anything else. that done, we stopped by the drug store (my previous place of employment, incidentally) so i could get some bactine and then went to a’s.

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how i relate to people

April 14, 2010

“I don’t know what’s wrong with you,” she said. “But whatever it is, I think I like it.”

—Paolo Giordano, The Solitude of Primary Numbers

h/t to SH90210

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represent

April 13, 2010

keith whitley was the shit.

just sayin’.

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six songs

April 9, 2010

in no particular order: four that came up on my ipod, one that’s related (and, sadly, timely), and one that was linked on youtube and i just couldn’t resist.

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money is the root of all that kills

April 7, 2010

After reading this post, and then being directed to this one, I’m once again ruminating on my favorite topic, class. Particularly, why and how we judge others based on their spending habits. When we use phrases like “keeping up with the Joneses,” we tend to say such things disparagingly (or at least I do),* implying that such unnecessary competitiveness in lifestyle is merely a facet of our crass consumer culture. We sneer at the poor bourgeois** fools who are constantly striving for bigger houses, shinier cars, the newest TV, all in order to put one over on their suburban neighbors and completely beggaring themselves with debt in the process. And, you know, I’m sure living examples of such caricatures exist. But I think that when we take the cheap shot, we miss the bigger meaning—and the bigger problems—behind intra-class competition.

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confession time

April 6, 2010

i used to have a lot of guilty pleasures. i still do, i suppose, except by and large i’ve stopped feeling guilty about them. part of this is growing up and realizing that i don’t need to impress anyone, and that furthermore my real friends might mock the fact that i like lady gaga and unironically adore films like center stage and newsies, but these things will not have any real impact on whether they like me or not. and partly, i read this article by chuck klosterman a few years back, wherein he argues that you should not feel ashamed about the things you genuinely enjoy, and realized, you know what, he’s right.

that being said, i have something to tell you, my dear friends and blog readers. this is more embarrassing than admitting that i read romance novels (more embarrassing than admitting how many romance novels i own, even). this is serious: i kinda sorta secretly love toby keith.

i’ll give you a minute to let that sink in.

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[random pop culture reference]

April 6, 2010

to follow up on my post from the other day

via.