Cracks
Jan 13, 2010
I’ve had these glasses for four years. There’s a thin webbing of cracks on the front of the lenses now that’s so intricate that it makes seeing genuinely difficult. The scratches look like constellations.
Homely
Jan 12, 2010
And if by cook you mean throw random vegetables into a pot with egregious amounts of anonymous spices, why yes. Yes, I do cook.
Me and Muhammad Ali
Jan 11, 2010
Someone dropped a 24-inch Apple LCD screen, still in its cardboard boxes, on my head today.
My eventual demise is going to be that much less dignified.
Boyz
Jan 11, 2010
Someone posted videos of me on Facebook.
So it appears God saw fit not only to saddle me with the mind of a prepubescent boy, but the voice of one too.
Innocence
Jan 10, 2010
“and there are pure-minded women and there are innocent children — innocent in a sense even beyond the degree of innocence of childhood itself.”
– Reynolds v United States (1878)
Forgettable
Jan 7, 2010
Everything’s forgettable. Strange how that is. I had the loveliest, most exhilarating three weeks in Toronto, which ended only last night, but it’s a struggle now to remember the specific incidents that made it so wonderful. This bothers me.
And this makes being here, being in Vancouver that much more difficult.
Oh well, it’s still early days. I’ll get over this, and start remembering again.