iceland rebus

bought a sweet



that's knit with ear flaps
swam in



's therapeutic mineral waters
watched



do his very best bruce willis impression in "taken"

have walked everywhere&am veryvery tired
tmrw: geysers&waterfalls
see you out in NATUUUURE

xxoo,
mavis

A number of my friends are in love. I am not. I try not to give them advice about their relationships. Events in my own life have made me doubt that I have very good judgment in this department, even when weighing in as an objective third party.

And besides,
Are the lessons from my experience even applicable to someone else's? Isn't every love unique? Isn't love purely subjective? And shouldn't each new love ideally be untainted by harmful expectations based on previous experience? What if... what if we just don't know anything
You don't know anything
I don't know anything
about love?

Would that be a bad thing?

why does a blog whose bread and butter is calling women ten thousand times skinnier and prettier than you "fat" until you want to escape down a crack between your couch cushions with a bag of extra crunchy cheetos and NEVER BE HEARD FROM AGAIN prominently feature an ad for "dietribe," a show about... normal-looking women? you'd say it's consistent, since they're normal-looking women being encouraged to diet, except that they're there, on the front page, and no one is calling them whales or claiming to have clawed out their eyes at the sight of them.

guys, sexism is over! whoo!

but really. sorry about how this blog is becoming "the hater." but i'll have plenty positive to say when exams are over tomorrow and i get to head to ICELAND, land of soothing hot springs and vibrating hallucinogenic pop music. here's a foretaste of all the THINGS FROM ICELAND THAT I LOVE that will soon appear on this blog: bjork's hair. because the woman herself, and her music, are too awesome to be discussed during the purgatory that is exam period. but those BRAIDS. look upon them, mortals, and be ENSNARED.



radical prick

lighten up, daily intel. responding to a letter to the editor isn't being "a weenie" if two out of three of the writer's complaints are really just (willful?) misreadings of your article and the third, actual misinformation. alex ross' silence about the first two speaks volumes more than his brief rebuttal to the last.

plus i agree with ross. "radical chic" struck me as mean-spirited and unfair; leonard bernstein may have ended up a kook but a casual listen to "west side story" is all it takes to figure out that he had more substance than wolfe gave him credit for. and you'd think that as a talented but out-of-touch geezer himself (sometime listen to him sneer "cohabitation" like a foreign word - it's like he's been in a coma since the seventies), tom would cut lenny a break this time around.

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