I’m a secret lesbian. I also hoard tinned soup and broken lightbulbs.
(I am accused of being an obsessive-compulsive secret lesbian)
There is nothing obsessive with noting man’s need for soup while in midst of such geopolitical uncertainty.
And I draw faces on the bulbs. The faces are the faces of those without worry, who have passed to [...]
Archive for July, 2008
On Being A Secret Lesbian
July 24, 2008
On The Proposed Russian Version Of “The Office”
July 24, 2008
“Welcome to Office. We sell paper. Paper from trees, yes? We have several people in office helping sell paper from trees. Some of them are the women. Some of them are not women. All of us are equal here. Except Boss. Boss is equal but greater. Boss has outdated facial hair. We have lights that [...]
On Love And Breaking-Up
July 24, 2008
Love is strange. One minute you’re hyperventilating because the person you-really-can’t-believe-you’ve-finally-met-and-fallen-for-and-somehow-they-love-you-too has paused for a millisecond over whether or not they like your totally-fave Radiohead track – next thing you know you’re firing cutlery at them through an open window and grinding their lawn ornaments into powder so you can package the powder and mail [...]
