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7th November 2009

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I WANT TO SHAVE MY HEAD. NOW.

I’m too edgy for all this mothafucking hair anywayssss.

4th November 2009

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Overpriced basics, you are so beautiful to me.

(I’ve never had an opinion about model casting until I was just like, “What’s with these porny-looking models?”)

4th November 2009

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The Whole Island: Six Decades of Cuban Poetry, Edited by Mark Weiss

Presented in a beautiful Spanish-English en face edition, The Whole Island makes available the astonishing achievement of a wide range of Cuban poets, including such well-known figures as Nicolás Guillén, José Lezama Lima, and Nancy Morejón, but also poets widely read in Spanish who remain almost unknown to the English-speaking world-among them Fina García Marruz, José Kozer, Raúl Hernández Novás, and çngel Escobar-and poets born since the Revolution, like Rogelio Saunders, Omar Pérez, Alessandra Molina, and Javier Marimón.

4th November 2009

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Once you’re in this kind of debt—and by “kind” I’m talking less about numbers than about my particular brand of debt—all those bills start not to matter anymore. If I allowed them to matter, I would become so panicked that I wouldn’t be able to work, which would only set me back further.
From an abstract of a piece I clicked on to only because the writer’s name, Meghan Daum, is one letter off from my friend’s girlfriend’s name and I thought she was judging a contest I might enter. Anyway, it made me feel better. I guess.

4th November 2009

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"Dynamite" is a bad word.

Doesn’t make me wanna read that book. Makes my lips pucker like I just ate something non-deliciously sour.

I, myself, am trying to keep from describing anything as “human.”

4th November 2009

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Roberto Bolano

Roberto Bolano

Gael Garcia Bernal

Gael Garcia Bernal

Diego Luna

Diego Luna

Why would Gael Garcia Bernal play Roberto Bolano and not Diego Luna? I am sincerely confused. And I’m not just saying this because in our play world, Kerry is Gael and I am Diego. The fact is, Diego truly resembles him.

PS: O M G DID I TELL YOU ABOUT WHEN WE SAW THEM DO A Q&A AFTER RUDO Y CURSI AND THEY WERE SO AMAZING O M G.

3rd November 2009

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Albert Fianelli, an Italian fellow journalist, parodies a quote often attributed to Herman Goering and says that every time someone mentions the word “market,” he reaches for his revolver. I’m not so extreme, but neither do I believe the story that the market is some kind of deity that moves on its own according to mysterious laws. The market has its landlords, like everything on this infected planet, and it’s the landlords of the market who decide the mambo that you dance, whether it’s selling cheap condoms or Latin American novels in the U.S.

Guernica / Bolaño Inc.

Horacio Castellanos Moya. Fuuuuuuuuck. This essay, it’s just. It’s so fucking ON POINT. He is SUCH A GENIUS. Official top 5 writers, for real, now that I see how he works the nonfiction front.

(I’m far more concerned with the market as deity than I am with mythological ones. FUUUUUUUUCK.)

3rd November 2009

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John Frusciante, from Invisible Movement

OK, yeah, I need Me and My Friends. I was a huge RHCP hater for most of my life (Anthony Kiedis in the “Under the Bridge” video seriously annoyed my 6-year-old self) until I discovered Frusciante’s solo work, and I’ve been making up for lost time ever since (2001).

2nd November 2009

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SHUT UP.

My job involves looking at some shoes and wedding dresses today. Despite my vehement anti-wedding stance (I’m not really against “marriage” because I’m not against partnership, though obviously the institutionalization is problematic, etc., etc.), I find myself thinking, “Yes, I’d go short and off-white with a little edgy detail.” Pervasive shit, but at this point it’s a joke to me. At this point, most political things are a joke to me (call it the cynicism of the uninsured!). I’m always down for slutty, ridiculous shoes, though. They really take my jeans and white tees to the next level.

2nd November 2009

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A sparkling collection of Zadie Smith’s nonfiction over the past decade.

Zadie Smith brings to her essays all of the curiosity, intellectual rigor, and sharp humor that have attracted so many readers to her fiction, and the result is a collection that is nothing short of extraordinary.

Split into four sections—“Reading,” “Being,” “Seeing,” and “Feeling”—Changing My Mind invites readers to witness the world from Zadie Smith’s unique vantage. Smith casts her acute eye over material both personal and cultural, with wonderfully engaging essays—some published here for the first time—on diverse topics including literature, movies, going to the Oscars, British comedy, family, feminism, Obama, Katharine Hepburn, and Anna Magnani.

So excited about this one. And Douglas Coupland has a new novel out this month, which I am required to read as I fell for him at such a young age. Frankly, though, I don’t have high hopes. This makes me feel quite bad, this having grown up and read more thing…