COMMENTS UPDATE: Looks like the
Missy | October 30, 2002
COMMENTS UPDATE: Looks like the problem is being worked on. It’s unclear when all will be right with the world.
Politics. *sigh*
Missy | October 30, 2002
I think I’ve got a
Missy | October 30, 2002
I think I’ve got a birthday coming up. Two, actually. Listen Missy is two on Saturday, and I turn 31 in December. But I just mention these in passing, in light of one of my pet peeves being people who throw birthday parties for themselves. (UPDATE: I forgot to thank Rapmaster for pointing out the Listen Missy date.)
Okay, so who’s got the
Missy | October 30, 2002
Okay, so who’s got the list? Stupid Salon Premium. I will never subscribe!
Gore Vidal’s writing is juvenile,
Missy | October 29, 2002
Gore Vidal’s writing is juvenile, and anyone who disagrees with me is a Mr. Poopy Pants.
Neal Pollack must be reading too much Mihow these days. (That’s because she uses “Poopy Pants” as an all-purpose modifier.)
I’m sorry guys. I’m short on both time & words these days.
us|against|them is back!
Missy | October 28, 2002
us|against|them is back!
Sopranos: Actually, I don’t have
Missy | October 27, 2002
Sopranos:
Actually, I don’t have much to say about this episode, except that it was a pretty solid one. Who was this state legislator guy? Have we seen him before? I can’t remember. I was struck by a couple of things: 1) how quickly the show turned our sympathies towards the crackheads, and 2) that Tony had some of the best dialogue of the season to date. And that wedding dress? I know they play the tacky Jersey thing to the hilt sometimes, but those lace gloves? What is this, 1985? Christopher: you are a doofus. Ralphie: you have only a few lines of dialogue and still you prove yourself to be an asshole. For being a serious episode, this one got a lot of laughs. (Thanks to Tom Cheng for accompanying me.)
Saw Rules of Attraction this
Missy | October 25, 2002
Saw Rules of Attraction this afternoon. I enjoyed myself, and I enjoyed that loser Dawson playing loser Sean Bateman. This film is most definitely a guilty pleasure (and for some of us, college itself could be thought of as a guilty pleasure; and as much as I enjoy storytelling, my stories from those days are locked away in a vault, though I occasionally sprinkle a few of them into conversations with good friends. Let me assure you that we were not so nihilistic as the kids in this flick are portrayed). I suppose to enjoy it, one has to have some appreciation for Bret Easton Ellis’ source material, in that if you’re searching for some broad statements, you won’t find any beyond the utter vacuousness of these people’s lives. Deal with it. Though, overall, the film was fairly loyal to the book (even though having read it years I ago, I don’t recall seeing it as a black comedy, but hey, I was a little young and vacuous myself then), they took great liberties with Lauren (including her abortion, which was noticeably absent from the film). I will say that the Richard/Dick and Victor-in-Europe segments were the closest to reading it straight out of the book (minus the more modern day Paul Oakenfold reference in the latter, though the movie was full of that kind of thing) and I think I laughed out loud the entire time during both. Fun soundtrack, too. Rock and roll.
Aw, rats. I woke up
Missy | October 25, 2002
Aw, rats. I woke up early this morning (I’m taking the day off and I was unexpectedly out late and had issues with sleeping through the night last night) so I could go to dance class. Something occurred to me that I should double check the time of class, and it’s a half-hour earlier than I was thinking. By now it’s too late to get my ass up there.
Rosalie O’Connor is a former
Missy | October 24, 2002
Rosalie O’Connor is a former dancer with American Ballet Theatre and also a dance photographer. She finally has her own website. Click through all of it; it’s beautiful.
Mihow has a reaction (and
Missy | October 23, 2002
Mihow has a reaction (and then some) to Bowling for Columbine. Read it. (I haven’t seen it, by the way.)
My copy of The Little
Missy | October 23, 2002
My copy of The Little Friend is on its way. Move over Dave Eggers.
Listen Missy–urinal conversation topic.
Missy | October 22, 2002
Have you ever been on
Missy | October 21, 2002
Have you ever been on a blind date? I never have. The closest I’ve come is meeting someone in person who I’ve previously met/gotten to know online. (My experience with that is that no one is ever like what you’ve imagined them in an online environment…and that can be both good and bad.) Do you feel like you have to know someone, at least a little bit, before you’d agree to go out with them? I do. In fact, I want to know someone completely as a friend before I get involved with them. I guess you could say it’s sort of a security blanket. I don’t want to get romantically involved with anyone (and by ‘romantically involved’, I mean as little as a goodnight kiss) until I’m assured of common interests & tastes in things; that he is intelligent and witty enough to engage me in conversation for hours on end; and, naturally, that I’ve developed some wild attraction to him. If I meet a guy in a bar (as I did prior to the Doug Martsch show–Jen you may recall this) I panic and hope the guy doesn’t ask for my number (this guy did not) because, typically, I’ll find faults with him before I could get to the good stuff. Either that or my standards are way too fucking high and most guys just disappoint me. I mean, I can tell right off whether a guy is smarter than me, funnier than me, and has great taste (or some combination thereof). Right? But if I can gauge these things right at the start, why do I drag my feet? Am I just too picky/rude that I can be so dismissive? I need some advice/criticism/reassurance here.
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Listening
Unmap
Volcano Choir
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Reading
A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again
David Foster Wallace
