| twinkies on sticks |
[Jun. 25th, 2002|06:01 pm] |
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| | the magnetic fields, the wayward bus | ] |
...provocation is the opposite and the caricature of seduction. it says: "i know that you want to be seduced, and i will seduce you." nothing could be worse than betraying this secret rule. nothing could be less seductive than a provocative smile or inciteful behavior, since both presuppose that one cannot be seduced naturally and that one needs to be blackmailed into it, or through a declaration of intent: "let me seduce you..." |
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[Jun. 21st, 2002|01:15 am] |
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| la madre de dio |
[Jun. 20th, 2002|04:30 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  crushed | ] |
| [ | music |
| | david bowie tribute | ] |
mysterious stains on my pants several days in a row. my worst nightmares are coming true. i'm beginning to lose my invisibility. i've been paid to browse the internet today. women's roller hockey to hannah hoch. creativity level is on high. i led a workshop on constructing pinhole cameras last week. i was a craft nazi, and did most of the prep work myself.
kundalini yoga last night at a strange place full of strangers.
what a xenophobe i am! i ducked out of the room to 'pee' and 'sip water' during the dancing portion of the class. i figured i could just oscillate between peeing and replenishing forever. i slipped back into the studio just as the drumming halted. how conspicuous of me! i wondered if the cute girl with pant splattered yoga pants and pink tank top noticed. i skipped out on cookies and tea afterwards, which i later regretted...a lot. i had to cross town on three different buses to attend a cocktail party, a mixer to meet betsy's new boyfriend from new mexico. i arrived starving and stinking.
scarfed down several varieties of chips, and reminded everyone how good watermelon was for my qi. attempted to pronounce watermelon in german, slaughtered it. the couple visiting from austria are not very good huggers. i've listened to liz phair way to much in the last week. rode the bus home at 1:00am. the crush hoped that i made it home safely. yeah right! luckily i had a book to read as i whizzed past the male prostitutes and other stinky testosterone dolts. ouch! where did that come from. my yeast infection is flaring up again. they are angry after the white vinegar incident. i once killed a jar full of mosquito larvae with liquid draino. you have to keep increasing the dosage to get 'em all.. |
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