January 2009
10 posts
In which every kitchen should have a strainer and...
“As a reward I’m getting drunk after work tomorrow at my house with my favorite people who live here and know what Richmond, Virginia is like. Possibly with Lemon-esq repercussions, possibly not.”
Sunday night I got pretty bombed in my apartment, as planned, with this guy Brian who I went to college with. Into the drinking we got the munchies, tried to order a za and failed.
I...
The Reason for my unsettled-ness.
I live in a brownstone, surrounded by brownstones. My neighborhood is pretty quite, fairly quiet, it’s quiet enough for me. Noises from the street, which all my windows face, never wake me. That was true until today.
At 5:45 one of the most terrifying and recognizable noises ever echoed along my street. Then there was a moment of silence. The echo of running footsteps then bounced off each...
Jack went Lemon this week, and I went Jack.
I suppose it would be necessary for me to occassionally provide lame commentary on 30 Rock.
This weeks 30 Rock was on acid! I thought that maybe I dreamt that episode. Totally crazy.
Anyway, it seemed as though Jack was having some Lemon moments. It is this that the following banter will be about, because I love it when I can apply comedy television to my life. (Everyone loves applying art to...
Movie Photos: David Kross and Kate Winslet star in... →
I saw a whole bunch of Lemons at The Reader....
All right, last night I FINALLY saw The Reader with my roommate. We went to a 10:40 pm show at Union Square, where I saw, not one, not two, BUT THREE solitare women viewing this masterpiece of a movie.The long subway ride back to Baracklyn I spent thinking about these women.
Now, I by no means hate on people who go to the movies by themself. Going to the movies by yourself is relaxing. Also,...
This Recording is my favorite blog. →
this is one of my favorite posts, even whilst my opinions vary from some of their opinions it’s still always a great read. And Molly is my favorite of the writers.
The Liz Lemon Extended Weekend of Hell and Self...
I just moved to New York. I’m young, practically unemployed, and often having bad days.
A growing trend in my life is whenever I’m having a bad day — a scaling the charts of bad days— two spanish speaking gentlemen in cowboy hats with guitars and accordions serenade me in hopes I’ll give them money when they quickly stop, whip their hats off and speak spanish in my...
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I've caved!
I’ve been avoiding extending my internet persona beyond my facebook and (deleted) myspace account for sometime, but I have officially caved into the wonderful world of tumblr.com.
I’ve been wondering how long it would take me to break and frankly I’ve done a great job of putting it off. I may have caved as a result of my new life. I’m an … adult now. I live in a new...