tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70723332011-07-07T20:45:25.939-04:00My redneck past is nipping at my heels.roxy monoxidenoreply@blogger.comBlogger2001100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7072333.post-1128963109673976402005-10-10T12:51:00.000-04:002005-10-10T12:51:49.746-04:00

growing up, i was taught that we are living in a 'postfeminist' era, that things are different now and that women can do whatever we want. i was taught that rules are made to be broken, 'anything you can do i can do better', etc. i was taught that, as a young woman of the 21st century, i would be free to live my life the way i want to live it.i guess i was taught wrong. this is the end of my

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so, um, i'm moving. except i don't want to say much about it, because of certain people from my past who have a tendency to be better at finding me than i'd like.i am moving to brooklyn. brooklyn is the most populous borough of new york, so i'm not too worried about being tracked down there. i also feel safe in saying that my new place is an apartment, which i will be sharing with a good

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haha, puns are so great, huh?so we have now moved into the shoot. in the beginning, there was prep, AKA pre-production. the part where everyone shows up in an office at a decent hour of the morning monday through friday (with the occasional weekend catchup) to figure out how the hell we're going to make this movie. prep is kind of boring, doesn't pay very well, and generally doesn't result in

roxy monoxidenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7072333.post-1125808214548658042005-08-31T00:14:00.000-04:002005-09-04T00:30:14.556-04:00

There was this morning, four years ago. My my then-boyfriend was awakened at 9 by the ringing phone. It was my grandmother, who knew more than either he or I did about what was happening in our own backyard.Then there was today. Today I find myself in my grandmother's shoes, Burdened with knowledge I can't share, worried sick about people I can't help. The monotonous beep of the busy signal

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- Hey, Roxy: you've just slogged through a long, hard week trying to con the PAs into rearranging the production office again and doing fax machine battle with the guy at the copier rental place. What are you going to do next?I'm going to Disneyworld! - But Disneyworld is so bourgeois, not to mention expensive. And corporate. And for children. And they don't have any bars or good

roxy monoxidenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7072333.post-1124230980065126092005-08-16T18:23:00.000-04:002005-08-16T18:23:00.070-04:00

over the past few weeks, the film i am working on has begun to crew up. the india crew is lined up already, and now we're filling things out with local hires. starting with PAs. They're versatile, they do all the random odd jobs that need to get done at this stage of the game, and they work for practically nothing. PA is short for Production Assistant. PAs do anything you can imagine, from

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over the past month, i've been working again, this time on a bollywood film that will shoot this fall here in new york. which means that, while i have an outside life for the moment during pre-production, once shooting starts i will have to live, breathe, eat, and dream bollywood, specifically this film. in other words, i won't have much time to write here, and when i do, i won't really have

roxy monoxidenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7072333.post-1123640685711403772005-08-09T22:23:00.000-04:002005-08-09T22:24:45.720-04:00

and there we have it.will there ever be a time that i don't completely undermine myself?

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because it gives me an excuse to channel my inner right-brained OCD nerd.for instance, before today i never noticed the satisfaction of filling out complex paperwork perfectly, with no scratch-outs or even the occasional scrawl of bad handwriting. filling out Petty Cash forms fulfills some sort of freudian anal-stage need that i didn't even know i had. and then, after i was done filling out the

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thanks to the wonder of 21st century technology (microsoft excel, cingular wireless online) and my own nerdiness/lack of work ethic, i have made an interesting discovery.between june 18 and july 19, i spent 600 minutes on the phone with guyface. that's 10 hours. this is more than my actual wireless plan. i am using valuable stockpiled rollover minutes for this boy...

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this is pretty gross, ok? just to warn anyone with a sensitive stomach, or maybe if you're like me and start to feel physical pain when reading other people's accounts of illness, injury, etc (seriously, i had to give up any thoughts of a career in midwifery after reading a chapter on episiotomy in a gynecological textbook once). if you are one of those people, you probably should not continue:

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i have a widget on my work computer that allows me to blog from my dashboard!

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there's something about burritos that reminds me of small, swaddled infant.

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a few days ago somebody told me i was beautiful. i laughed. (evidence: my resemblence to a certain SF/Fantasy semi-villain.)in the intervening couple of days, the following took place:I went out drinking with friends on a warm and beautiful saturday night in Astoria (very lively neighborhood to the north of Flux Factory), and PERSONALLY and INDIVIDUALLY got accosted by fifty-something men at

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It's official. I have failed the women's movement.I was just sitting here at the computer, reading some Wikipedia article as is my typical sunday evening wont, when the left-front pocket of my jeans started vibrating. A voicemail (digression -- how do i get voicemails when my phone didn't even ring in the first place?). I check my messages, hoping like the kind of silly female i have always

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New York's bid for the 2012 Olympics failed! my neighborhood is safe. for the moment.

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it turns out there was a glitch in my email and Guyface never got the poems. whew! i declined to send him anything after all, though perhaps soon...

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for an upcoming flux factory show, i've been dipping my toes back into poetry. and i think i definitely forgot to wait half an hour after eating, because the whole thing is making me nauseated. i mean, don't get me wrong, i'm having a shitload of fun. it's like writing a bike (lookee, a pun/semi-intentional freudian slip!). this is something that comes a little bit naturally and the second i

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5 cat calls ("oh baby," "daaaay-ummmmmnnn," "hola, mami," two "que bonita"s)3 whistlesa honking car horn a slow follow in a puerto rican flag bedecked minivancountless lecherous stares at my ass2 gropes (both ass-related)1 drunken pickup attempt (no, i will not be in your movie, j-quan)what does that spell? no more miniskirts for me this summer.

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the silence at flux factory is viscous, like maple syrup or the la brea tar pits. if there's one thing i've learned during the NOVEL project, it's that on top of us fluxers being loud people, our physical space is loud, too. we as individuals have taken a vow of silence, but the place that is Flux Factory has not. and so, curled up on a couch in the lounge, typing away frantically on the

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if you look over there on my sidebar, you might notice, right under my blogroll, a little mini sub-blogroll entitled "Flux Factory's NOVEL Participants' Blogs". I have not gotten around to explaining what the hell this is about. Partially because I have been semi-sporadic in my blogging recently, an also partially because at the beginning of all this, I had some minor issues with Flux Factory

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you really must see this.

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Bollywood has officially brainwashed me. Slowly but surely, it's started to happen.It all started with Devdas. Devdas is really quite revolutionary. You don't see many movies in which a man's alcoholism is a symbol for his poor treatment of women. You also don't see many movies in which there is a huge dance number wherein a rich but unhappy woman married against her will into the aristocracy

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it has come to my attention that i'm getting a computer for a graduation present. this pretty much boggles the mind. i have wanted my own computer for FOREVER. earlier in the year, before i was laid off, i was imagining saving a little money and combining that with my tax refund to buy the littlest iBook that could. probably even a secondhand G3. i was even considering some junky pc bullshit

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Over the past several weeks, I've made a home in the production offices of The Namesake. I have a desk near enough to a power strip so I can plug in the laptop I'm borrowing from housemate E. I have a morning routine, tea and a blueberry muffin courtesy of product placement. I'm hooked up to our wireless internet account and printer. I finesse the copier like the body of a familiar lover.

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the other night i dreamt that it was graduation (oh, yeah, i graduate from college june 8, btw), and as a grad gift, my whole family chipped in and decided to fund my MBA. what MBA, you ask? it turned out (in the dream, remember) that they had applied to Harvard Business School on my behalf, and i'd even been accepted and everything. so basically they had made this HUGE decision about my life

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the illustrious film career has begun. i'm spending the week (actually a semi-unspecified amount of time, i could be in next week too, and as for the week after, who knows?) as an intern in the production offices of the new Mira Nair film. which is an adaptation of Jhumpa Lahiri's novel, The Namesake. mostly i've been helping them make the transition to filming in India, packing boxes, running

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I'm one of those people who always has a song stuck in their head. Whether it's a song I actually like or not, I'm always humming a tune under my breath. Lately, the place of honor has been held by a song from the film Lagaan called "Radha Kaise Na Jale". The song is about the Hindu goddess Radha and her intense and complicated relationship with the god Krishna.Basically, Krishna treated Radha

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Andrea Dworkin has died.

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they want to send me to london, to work on a film with them.for four months.so much for china (at least for now).

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actually, the really full immersion doesn't happen until tomorrow, when i start my new job. but here are a few comments on the entire phenomenon:* is Shahrukh Khan in every Bollywood movie, ever? at first, i thought he was totally icky, and i was SHOCKED, shocked, i say, that he somehow manages to be, like, the indian Tom Cruise. But then I saw 5 or 6 of his films. and now, well, i think he's

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with all these "good things" going on here!good thing #2: i wrote for almost 4 hours at a stretch today, and i am definitely 4 pages into chapter 1 of the novel! i had previously written a short prologue several months ago, but i had not made any real headway into the writing of the body of the thing. and in "getting serious about my writing" i did not set as a goal the completion of or even

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omigod. something good actually happened to me. i think.remember my last entry? remember how there were two possible immediate options that i was facing?well, i think i may have found a way to pursue both of them.i just got back from my last attempt at a job interview. and i totally rocked it. it was an interview at a small production company that specializes in cross-cultural and

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let's say that you are two weeks away from your 24th birthday. you have recently been laid off from your most recent shitty shit job. you have various plans for the future, but "the future" for you is still a ways off, and you still feel that you have a number of options, in the long term. you have a relatively low set of obligations -- you have to pay your rent and utilities and buy groceries

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i'm having a fairly trying couple of days.or maybe a fairly trying couple of weeks, or months, or years, or lifetimes. here is a list about that.* i think i am coming down with a cold/flu. in response, i am mainlining Immunity Defense orange juice (I guess it's fortified with extra vitamin C and stuff), but mainlining it out of a mug, because i am absolutely incapable of swigging straight out of

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today after my umpteenth job interview (no, i did not get the job at the brooklyn design place, btw), i had a craving for McDonald's fries. after finding out what is so crave-worthy about them (trace elements of artificial beef flavoring, ick ick ick), i try to ignore such things (more on principle than for health reasons -- the notion that my taste in snack food can be turned on and off like a

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I am officially obsessed with Laurie Anderson. I should say right now that I am no great connoisseur (oooh, that word looks wrong, even though i actually went so far as to look it up) of performance art or experimental music. Actually, other than the fact that Anderson has recieved a fair bit of media coverage (of the New York Times Sunday Magazine and New Yorker kind) due to her recent stint of

roxy monoxidenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7072333.post-1110405358722467132005-03-09T16:41:00.000-05:002005-03-09T16:55:58.726-05:00

I am officially obsessed with Laurie Anderson. I should say right now that I am no great connoisseur (oooh, that word looks wrong, even though i actually went so far as to look it up) of performance art or experimental music. Actually, other than the fact that Anderson has recieved a fair bit of media coverage (of the New York Times Sunday Magazine and New Yorker kind) due to her recent stint of

roxy monoxidenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7072333.post-1110219454232378612005-03-07T13:10:00.000-05:002005-03-07T13:17:34.233-05:00

you know what's a really strange sensation?buying a new pair of jeans that is almost identical to your last pair of jeans. the first day you wear them, it's like this creepy de ja vu feeling. you look down, expecting to see your old saggy ripped up and painted upon pair, but it's a shiny new pair, exactly the same but in a slightly different wash. the fit is exactly the same, they ride up in

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my birthday (march 29) approacheth!i realize that i am not so great on the remembering friends' birthdays thing. but. um. if you are great with that, um, you will realize that mine is coming up. and you will send me presents.actually, i don't want anything. but here is how i would like to spend my day (even though i will have to work on the day itself and thus none of this will come to pass)

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remember a couple weeks ago when i was raving about a new york times photographer coming to our place?well, an article is forthcoming, in next sunday's Arts Page. and it's going to be big. firstly, getting a mention at all in the sunday new york times is pretty much the best anyone can ask for. people all over the world read the Sunday New York Times. my father, back in bumfuck, Louisiana,

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a couple of days ago i wrote an entry wherein i said that i didn't really want to work at this swank designer home store, but i knew i'd get the job.now i really really want the job, but i'm not sure if i'll get it. after some internet research, some name dropping with design-oriented friends, etc. i found out that A) the place is NOT what i'd thought it was, and B) it's actually really cool.

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so, it's fairly certain that, soon, i will no longer be working at Big Trendy Museum. it's somewhat possible that i may still end up working in our SoHo store, but fairly unlikely considering it's been 2 weeks since i talked to a manager there and dropped off my resume, and they haven't even called me in for an interview yet. which is another gripe, but let's stick to the topic at hand

roxy monoxidenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7072333.post-1109578621853913082005-02-28T03:02:00.000-05:002005-02-28T03:17:01.853-05:00

i look amazingly similar to gollum/smeagol from the Lord of the Rings series. really. suddenly, it all makes so much sense. here, i'll prove it.this is Gollum. Notice the pasty skin, high cheekbones, pointy nose, prominent laugh-lines, snaggle teeth, heavy eyelids, and bugged-out blue grey eyes. Also the hunched posture and general smallness. this is Smeagol. the same features as above are

roxy monoxidenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7072333.post-1109393167272791282005-02-25T23:29:00.000-05:002005-02-25T23:46:07.350-05:00

If you have read the whole book, bold it. If you have read part of the book, italicize it. If you own it but haven't gotten around to reading it yet, ** it.#1 The Bible#2 Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain#3 Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes#4 The Koran#5 Arabian Nights#6 Tom Sawyer by Mark Twain#7 Gulliver’s Travels by Jonathan Swift#8 Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer#9 Scarlet Letter by

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a photographer fro the New York Times is coming to Flux Factory tomorrow to (duh) photograph us/our space for an upcoming article. i'm not sure whether to remain too cool for school and sleep through it, or whether to get up bright and early to make sure i'm ready for my (probably nonexistent) closeup.

roxy monoxidenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7072333.post-1109387213642705782005-02-25T22:04:00.000-05:002005-02-25T22:06:53.643-05:00

housemate S just overhauled our dusty old PC and added the latest version of linux. which means, yay, firefox. which means, yay, easy blogging again! soon i'll be back to bugging you all every 10 minutes about the mundane details of my life.mundane detail #1: the "m" key on this keyboard is vaguely sticky, rendering "minutes" "inutes" and "mundane" "undane". ha!mundane detail #2: i still

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why are the Harry Potter books such page turners? i mean, they're not even that good. they're extremely derivative of children's books of the nineteenth and early-to-mid twentieth centuries. they're not very well written. Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix approaches 1000 pages in length, much of which is taken up with filler like an in-depth description Mr. Weasley's subway commute to

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well there you have it. i'm shocked i actually made it out of bed this morning. hopefully the grilled cheese sandwich with bacon i'm about to eat will put an end to my suffering.

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someone is sitting behind me and chewing really loudly. and you know how much i hate that. no, i'm kidding*, this is actually serious.i lost my job. i was pretty sure it wasn't going to be me to get laid off, but it is. things are going to be ok, though. first off, i don't actually leave till, minimally, after the first week in march. and that very well could be pushed back.*loud chewing

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today i went and completed the slip-buying transaction. i just walked down Steinway St. (my part of queens' major shopping area) until i found a cheezy old lingerie shop and bought one there for like $5 without even trying it on. the downside? it came with an icky lacy red thong. whatever would i do with such a thing? i can't imagine actually wearing it. while i understand feminists'

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today i went to the Center for Holographic Arts and got holographed, courtesy of my Australian holographer friend M, who is making holographic portraits of everyone at Flux Factory. I will be able to see the results Saturday, and I will of course report on how atrocious they are. I feel like i was making a really strange face when the camera (?) clicked, so we'll see. This is the third time

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last night, instead of watching the superbowl, i decided to have an H&M night on the way home from work. and i totally scored. i really went looking for a slip, because i have all these skirts that get staticky or drape weirdly or otherwise fall strangely around my legs. and, being retro-knowledgeable about these sorts of things, i knew a slip would solve my problems. i tried on a few

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In honor of all my family members who are going to be visiting me in the city come june, i've decided to dedicate my first real post to a tutorial of sorts. a tutorial called "New York City Racial Ettiquite for Southern Tourists 101"... Rule 1. If You Don't Have Anything Nice To Say, Don't Say Anything At All You remember this one from when you were a kid, right? Personally, I've always

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i missed blogging. i missed it a lot. i missed blogging because without my blog, i have nowhere to vent. thus, over the past two months i have been bitchier than i have probably ever been before (you'll have to ask Baton Rouge and Portland about that, though, considering that they've known me longer than anyone else in the blogosphere). also, i missed having a soapbox. how else to give

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ok. so i have been MIA for a couple of months now. here's a quick rundown: Thanksgiving (i forget whether i posted after thanksgiving, so i'll just talk about it anyway): stayed at flux factory, zillions of friends showed up for a huge FluxGiving feast, then we sat around drunk and bloated the rest of the weekend playing parlor games. absolutely marvellous. Christmas: Flux had a "secret

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As an antidote to yesterday's tedious rant about my former job, I'd like to list off just a few of the many reasons why my new job is rocking my socks today. 1. I know what to expect from my work week well before said work week actually begins. This is because the schedules are done several weeks in advance, on a computer, no less, and posted in a clearly visible area of the back room. Yes,

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Is this some kind of joke or something? My former employer, which I will now reveal to be the Metropolitan Museum of Art (if I haven't already; I don't remember whether I ever explicitly stated that here on my Blogger site), is totally screwing me over. The day I gave notice there, I also put in an address change form, so that my W-2 forms, any bonus checks that might be coming my way, etc.

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two cups of grog. i splurge. seriously, though, thanksgiving is shaping up to be pretty great. Housemate S made grog, otherwise known as mulled wine, and roast red pepper and corn chowder for lunch. lots of hot cider and cold cider, czech beer, etc. to go around. DJ Brother Beat (AKA Housemate J)'s home-baked bread is cooling, and his awesome thanksgiving mix is rocking the house. My

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So it turns out K is neither a Log Cabin Republican, a Christian fundamentalist, or someone's better half. in fact, i couldn't find anything wrong with her at all. she's perfectly charming, and we had a lovely date, in spite of some serious transit issues. basically, the Metropolitan Transit Authority absolutely hates Queensites (Queeners? Queensians? residents of Queens, people!). This

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note to self: pick up bottle of beaujolais on the way home from work tomorrow.

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plans for the forty-drinking date with the person who will from here on out be referred to as K (because her name starts with K, not because she comes directly after J in my bedpost notch collection, though that is pretty funny and makes me want to line up an L for next go-round) are firming up. i am over the moon excited, this being my first internet/blind date. also, the more this girl emails

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it finally happened. flux got an oven. of sorts. you see, since the light-industrial space we occupy is not set up for things like kitchen appliances, we have been unable to get things like an oven or a clothes dryer installed. mostly because of the ventilation it would require. knowing that, flux factory had given up on the idea of any sort of baking or roasting apparatus. until our

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I have a date! with a girl! who is not J! she is also from south louisiana (the next town over from mine, in fact), but now lives in brooklyn. she is also a writer. we like all the same bands and all the same writers, we both have a soft spot for todd solondz and wes anderson, the list is endless. we are basically the same person in two different bodies. and on saturday we will drink

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some of my best realizations come to me in the shower. pre-shower, several fluxers were sitting around the table talking about prostitution. i forget how we got on the subject, but the important fact is that we were talking about prostitution. i talked a little about how, a few years ago now, i did some organizing in the new york "sex work" community, and the things i learned about

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"This job would be great, if it wasn't for the customers." -- Clerks last night i dreamt that little old lady museum members were in my room going through all my shit and trying to buy it from me. i got in a yelling match with one woman who wanted a raincheck on my moisturizer, because it was like 3/4 of the way cashed. i was saying, "You can't have that! it's almost empty anyway! just go

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there's a chill in the air. the elections are over. everyone at work is griping about the thanksgiving weekend schedule. this could mean only one thing (ok, it could mean quite a few things. but bear with me, here.): The Holidays Are Upon Us. generally (as evidenced here), i am not a fan of Christmas, or any other december holiday, for that matter. to be honest, i've never had the

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i feel as though i haven't been around in a while. this is silly, though, because i last posted on thursday, and i posted several times last week. i guess it's been the short posts and the lack of energy put into them. it's been a busy couple of weeks for me. i quit one job and started another. there was halloween and all the crazy massive partying that accompanied it (which i never did

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so i've officially had two days at my new job. i'm actually not sure how up front i want to be about where, exactly, i work on this blog (arg, dangling participle, i mean describing my workplace, not talking about the location of the computer on which i compose my posts). on the one hand, i am now, on a fairly regular basis, having nightmares wherein Plaintiff is tracking me down. like, as in,

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i'm not sure if this is a reliable source or not, but it's something i've heard bandied about the internet today. what did i say, huh? it's all in the e-voting. the really creepy thing is that the AP and all the big news sources are going back and changing their exit poll results to match the "actual" outcome of the election. i know we're 20 years too late for 1984, but i just want to

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fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. fuck. fuck fuck fuck. fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. fuck fuck. fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. to do list: 1. call up the local Code Pink group tomorrow and get back involved in radical politics. 2. make sure to ask for a week off in january to go fuck shit up during

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why is it that when you go out looking for halloween stuff on october 30, every store's seasonal area is completely swept free of witches, ghosts, and skeletons and instead already set up for christmas? i mean, it's not even halloween yet. can't christmas wait just a couple more days? i know this is a corporate thing, all about the bottom line and not really about ideology or control. but

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guess who's coming to see What the Book? (aka Housemate K's Book Art Show) monday night? that's right, it's the good people from the MoMA book department! you've heard me say this here before, but Holy Fucking Shit. Curators from MoMA are coming to my house to (i'm assuming) procure work from a show i helped to fucking curate!! holy fucking shit! holy fucking shit! this would be a good

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the settlement stipulation has officially been signed, sealed, and delivered. so far i'm feeling kind of numb about the whole thing. i'd like to usher forth a mammoth post about what this all means to me, etc. but right now i can't. partly because i'm feeling generally inarticulate at the moment. partly because i'm saving my serious writing jones for, um, a novel. also partly because i'm

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i am never going to take it off. never. i'm already working on a plan to wear it to work.

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i got the job! i got the job! i was all curled up in my bed with a book, just about to doze off, when my phone rang. it was the manager from the interview, calling to make me an offer. and just as i was starting to feel a little bit pessimistic about the whole thing! i start november 3, as long as i can give notice tomorrow at work. and i get to go inside the museum on november 5, three

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it is so fucking cold out. and rainy. and windy. and disgusting. it's like 45 degrees outside, before windchill or dampness factor or anything. when i was outside just now, i was actually wishing i'd worn gloves. winter is coming, unfortunately. also, i'd just like to report that my job interview went extremely well. not well enough for the manager to make an offer in the interview

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here is what i will be wearing to The Really Important Job Interview tomorrow: * nice professional-yet-hip black pants. * white men's undershirt (the kind often called a "wife-beater", a term which i hate for one really obvious reason, and one slightly less obvious reason. but i can't come up with a concise enough replacement, so "white men's undershirt" it is). * plain black trouser socks,

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Last monday was National Coming Out Day. On that day, I thought a bit about the fact that I am now an openly queer woman. I joked with manstick about the occasion, teasing him about whether he didn't have some de-closeting to do, himself (manstick is, I would just like to say here, the only guy I have ever been attracted to who was not in any way open to experimentation with men. Thus, I

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i did it. i read 1984 from cover to cover, aloud, in one sitting, with only the occasional pee-break. my bloodsugar went so low, i had the shakes for the whole last hour. my throat is spasming. my face is sore. however, i did finish several hours ahead of schedule, so i can't really complain much. there are still 4 people reading. i guess this is what they call "suffering for your

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tommorow evening i will be reading George Orwell's Nineteen Eighty-Four aloud, from cover to cover, and calling it art. it's all part of Classics On Tape, the latest Flux "Fake Art" venture. Last night, housemate K and i came up with a bullshit conceptual justification of the piece (having to do with ideas of high and low, nature and culture, body and mind, the physical and the intellectual,

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We were so young, then. It was the fall of 2002. I had just recieved my first (or possibly my second) paycheck from the Evil High-End Retail Establishment where i was working at the time. Over the summer i had, while transcribing data for a linguistic survey back in Louisiana, managed to worry a hole in the knee of my jeans. A hole in the knee is easy to fix. But without really thinking

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to anyone who owes Flux Factory $2000+ in back rent: ok, remember how we all agreed that you would be vacating your room for the next two months, and then if you hadn't payed back your rent by then you were permanently out? well some of us had assumed that when we used the term "leave flux", we meant leave, like, entirely. i.e. we don't want to deal with you and your shitty ways for a while.

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so, like, 0.2 seconds after i wrote that last post last night, J finally showed. i would like to take a moment to say that, despite my annoyance with the whole prospect of feeling forced to hang out with J last night when there were at least 3 other things i would rather have done, the second she actually appeared in the room, i was really glad she had come over. i don't want to get off on

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J is still not here. she called me this afternoon and said she'd be over around 9. i'm giving her another half an hour, and then i'm splitting for manstick's party.

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thanks to ani for the quote, which has been both running through my head for days, and at the same time, actually relevant to what's going on with me. yes, that's right, it's the Love Life Update. w00t. all those who are living vicariously through my sex life, read on. all those who are wary of crossing boundaries, you can start scrolling. though i promise i won't get too graphic. as

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because of the food, of course! today, during an installation break, housemates S, K, and me (ungrammatical, but if i put i it would seem like i was speaking in third person about three housemates, one of which has the initial "I". for the sake of clarity, i had to make that mistake) tried out this new empanada place in our neighborhood. empanadas, for the uninitiated, are basically like

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listening to the second disc of Living in Clip and taking a momentary break from the IMMENSE yet totally fun job of installing yet another show at Flux Factory. sometime between washing the dirt off my hands a second ago, finding my CD, and sitting down here to write these words, i managed to get HUGE smudges of black grease all over both of my hands, front and back. anyway, this new show.

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it turns out you don't have to enter all your days of words on the day itself. so i cheated a bit and filled in the past couple of days. sorry. i suck, ok?

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so, early last month i ran across 100 Words, an online project wherein people write a 100 word passage every day for a month. since september had already begun, i decided i would wait until october (the project is organized by calendar month). one day last week, i reminded myself of this. and then, yesterday, october 1, the big day, i totally flaked. now i guess i'll have to wait till

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though there will be another religion post coming up soon for those who were wondering about my spiritual quest of a couple of months ago. anyway, my last entry got eaten by blogger. because, get this, my login timed out. i.e. i took so damn long to write the thing that by the time i hit "publish this post" blogger forgot i was logged in at all! to summarize, i was basically talking about

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That cartoon version of Animal Farm i saw in high school English Class sophomore year was produced by the CIA as anti-soviet propaganda during the cold war. true, my teacher at the time probably didn't know that (the link above is from march of 2000), but there's something unsettling about the realization that you were willingly dosed with out-of-date propaganda as a teenager.

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the lawsuit is almost over. i'm going to be settling, and everything will be taken care of within a couple of weeks. this is a good feeling. one condition of the settlement is that Plaintiff has to stay out of my life and can't just keep suing me for paltry bullshit forever. he will be signing an agreement that explicitly states that he will not attempt to contact me in any way, ever again.

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as some of you more aesthetically perceptive readers out there may have noticed, i've changed the look of this journal yet again. any of you who experienced my chameleonish hair color changes back in high school (for the uninitiated: i have LITERALLY had every hair color possible, the entire spectrum of the rainbow and various shades of blond, auburn, black, and brown. some of them more than

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i have a camera phone. i know how to take pictures with it. i have a blog. i know how to post pictures on it. i have a web-host for any and all photographs i may choose to upload to the web. i know how to upload pictures to my account. so why, then, can i not send the pictures from my phone to my computer, so as to upload them to the web and then post them to my blog? does anyone know

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you know you shouldn't even bother to write a blog post when you spend more time on disclaimers than you do saying the thing you needed to warn people about. it's funny, this need to catalogue one's sexual experiences. isn't there a belt i should be notching somewhere?

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remember that time we were talking about bands, and i declared, oh so arrogantly, that i HATE Death Cab for Cutie because they are, and i quote, "Too Emo"? well, there seems to have been a mixup. going on two years ago, my brother Adam gave me some CD's for christmas. bands he thought i might like, bands that were new and cool, bands which would give me hipster name-dropping brownie points

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the house voted today to strip the supreme court of the right to rule on cases pertaining to the pledge of allegiance. ok, civics 101. checks and balances. the legislative branch makes the laws. the judicial branch has the power to say whether a law passed by the legislative branch is constitutional or not. as far as i know, the legislative branch DOES NOT have the right to pass laws that

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i am officially not moving back to louisiana anytime in the near future. in other words, until the supreme court declares unconstitutional the state constitutional amendment that was passed BY A HUGE MAJORITY (higher than 70%, from what i've heard) yesterday. louisiana already has a law banning gay marriage. however, this new amendment (in addition to being tougher to get rid of than just a

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i've just cleaned out flux factory's communal fridge. that's right, ewwww... but after contemplating food for several minutes (Flux is the proud collective owner of 7 different types of cheese -- gouda, muenster, provolone, cheddar, swiss, lebni, and feta -- not counting canned parmesan or our 3 varieties of cream cheese), as well as having the Flux Thursday cooking schedule, with my name on it

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