June 2009
52 posts
move update
the moving company lost my reservation (luckily i called to confirm)
the broker forgot i needed the keys today (luckily i called and told him he sucked)
my car broke down saturday (car is abandoned in queens till i figure out what to do with it)
and i have deadlines?
and i’m shooting a video tomorrow night?
my mom’s birthday is wednesday?!
it’s actually pretty...
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Someone looking at my apartment just complimented my furniture and asked if I was an architect. I am ridiculously flattered.
Another couple had the following exchange
Girlfriend “Isn’t this homey? I feel like this place is such a real home, much more than the other place.”
Boyfriend “Yeah I think that is just the way it is decorated, if it were empty I don’t think...
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can't stop referencing the hangover
Me: What are you up to?
Katie: I'm hanging out with Will and David and Duncan.
Me: That's cool.
Katie: They keep taking about Duncan's penis. It's gross. David touched it like 5 times.
Me: Ew. Totally gross. Tell them I said it's gross and probably illegal.
Katie: I think it is illegal.
Me: Tell him he's not going to be able to go within 100 feet of a pet store.
Katie: Ha. Or a dog park.
Me: That was a hangover reference.
Katie: Yeah. Except you changed it to a petstore instead of a school.
Me: Yeah. I made it work for this. I recontextualized it.
Katie: Got it.
My friend Emira’s brother Edin is spending the summer in Istanbul and is writing a blog while he is there. I particularly liked today’s post, it is worth a read, he’s very observant and reflective about what he is seeing and how it relates to his own life, and how his life affects what he sees.
Necessary backstory - Edin and his family moved to the US from Bosnia as refugees...
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My photo is on the hey hot shot blog! No, that doesn’t mean I won. Unfortunately no. But still really cool. Wish my website was updated… next month. Or next winter. Fuck.