fantasize

let's do something different, this time.

So instead of informing you all on the dullness that is my days of the week, i much rather this time tell you what i intend to do.. sometime.. before i graduate, preferably. a road trip, yes, yes i know that's obscenely common and whatevuh. but, i'm awfully stoked. the vast majority of my friends here are getting their licenses, and already have cars, so that's a plus. i just need to seek out a good group of people to go gallivanting about with. i think i might do this either this winter break, or perhaps summer? bahh.. but some places i want to go include the AutoCine Santana, in Arecibo, and the beaches in the western coast which have the most spectacular sunsets. i just want to bask in the smell of cheap cigarettes, cheap alcohol, listen to music in obscure beaches on this island, and just bahhhh relax. have a good time. i need it. hmph

i know. it's just that i've been looking over ryan mcginley's photographs and i'm really just getting the urge to recreate it all. sans nudity? no. avec nudity, obviously.

DIE.

DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE

alors, je voudrais..

ceci. s'il vous plait?

really, just sad

Went on Stuff White People Like.com today, found that i actually do like a majority of things.
This has been a tragic encounter.
Here are the list of things that I, as an apparent white person, likes.

1. Banksy
2. Where the Wild Things Are
3. Vespa Scooters
4. Hating People Who Wear Ed Hardy
5. Moleskine Notebooks
6. Sea Salt
7. Political Prisoners
8. Promising to Learn a New Language
9. Facebook
10. Girls with Bangs
11. Sweaters
12. Grammar
13. Free Healthcare
14. Music Piracy
15. San Francisco
16. Dinner Parties
17. Hating Corporations
18. The Idea of Soccer
19. Study abroad
20. Michel Gondry
21. Bicycles
22. Vintage
23. Whole Foods
24. Asian Fusion Food
25. Sushi
26. Indie Music
27. Arrested Development
28. Wine
29. Traveling
30. Tea
31. Wes Anderson movies
32. Film Festivals
33. Coffee

oh, this is the one we like!

i miss giggling at AbFab with zon, julien, et thomas.

paris, TU ME MANQUE!

no, no, THIS is the one we like.. this is the one we didn't want..

oh bloody hell they've taken the steering wheel!

best clip evuh

masculin feminin..

why yes, jean, it would. very much so.

zach condon + pussycat

i now have the biggest and most unsatiable urge to spoon.

AND HE'S WEARING A TINTIN SHIRT

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

!!!!!!!!!!!

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bush in porn

This is one of the many collage pieces made using snipets of porn, by british artist Jonathan Yeo.
He is an absolute beast, this is marvellous. Go to his website for more.
(due to excess laziness, i shant provide you all with the link, but i trust you to have the capability to open Google search and look for it yourself, eh? Wonderful)

oh, eva

...the things i'd do to have you stuck on my lips!

is kissing sodomy?

i'm losing interest in my weekends, 'tis all but good. i feel like i haven't watched a film in months, though i'm sure i have. i miss Porto in little french glasses and staying home alone in the awkward limbo that occurs after you've watched 2 films in a row and are now popping a new one in the DVD player. I feel a wee bit disappointed with the clothing i ordered, but bah. i shall transcend the mundane! or, you know, not. well, currently i'm lacking any inspiration, it seems as if my muses lie dormant off in a cave somewhere, bah.
today, though, i am quite stoked for going to zee cinemah with Maru and watching Tetro which looks mindblowingly incredible, and tomorrow brunching with my mother at this marvellous french bistro, then at night watching Bored to Death.

So what excites me, then? Films, Food, and Jason Schwartzman?
I am perfectly okay with that notion.

the holy innocents

A lonely man thinks of nothing but friendship, just as a repressed man thinks of nothing but flesh. If Matthew had been granted a wish by a guardian angel, he would have requested a machine, one yet to be invented, permitting its owner to ascertain where each of his friends was at any given moment, what he was doing and with whom. He belonged to the race which loiters underneath a loved one’s window late at night and endeavours to decipher shadows flitting across the Venetian blind.
Gilbert Adair, The Dreamers

an-glo-phi-lia

and this is just a small demonstration.

just to think... it all began with the boy who lived

those were our times

i miss this.

and i made a playlist of the songs i listened to whilst in the mecca of bah, my happiness, shall we call it? It goes like this:

1. Postcards from Italy, by Beirut
2. Hey Joe, by Jimi Hendrix
3. Red House, by Jimi Hendrix
4. Sheila, by Jaime T
5. Sticks N Stones, by Jamie T
6. Que reste-t-il de nos amours, by Charles Trenet
7. the Amelie soundtrack, by Yann Tiersen (a favourite of mine whilst going in the metro, reading García Márquez)
8. I'm You Man, by Leonard Cohen
9. Knife, by Grizzly Bear
10. For Lovers, by Pete Doherty (WHICH I SAW LIVE IN LYON)
11. and then the Night Chameleon song by me and Zon.
    

prophetic soul

by: Dorothy Parker
Because your eyes are slant and slow,
Because your hair is sweet to touch,
My heart is high again; but oh,
I doubt if this will get me much.

la mirada furtiva! la alusión desconocida! hush, hush.

en otra vida fui..

Que es mi barco mi tesoro,

que es mi dios la libertad,

mi ley, la fuerza y el viento,

mi única patria, la mar

pirata? puede ser. con esa hambre insaciable por la libertad y la curiosidad perpétua. Este pequeño extracto es de la Canción del Pirata, escrito por José de Espronceda.

Que lo disfruten, chavales!

une petite "did you know..."

La petite histoire veut que François Frédérique Lemot, son sculpteur, se rendant compte qu'il avait oublié de faire des étriers à la statue, se soit suicidé à cause de cela.

i am such a sucker for historical anecdotes and gossip. and to further make this wee obsession more blatant, i'll start posting some of them at random, alright? Lovely.

infinitas disculpas!

Lo sé. I'm becoming a neglectful blogger. But, seeing as I have, what, 3 readers? I might just forgive myself. De todos modos, la razón por mi neglecto ha sido que he estado EXTREMADAMENTE ocupada con asuntos de la escuela, mi fútil vida social, y el hecho que soy Student Director en la producción escolar de Murder on the Nile (which by the way es éste viernes en Bellas Artes, para los que quieran ir), etc etc etc etc. Pues sí, he estado, como dirían los ibéricos "hasta los cojones"(inexistentes) con cosillas que hacer, and most of all, con estrés. blah. Bueno, update de mi vida, vamos. Ayer fui a ver al aire libre (cuando se lo explique a mi amiga carolina ella trató de usar una de las palabras de vocabulario y decir que estaba al interperie, pero instead dijo Imperio. hahahah ayy) a ver un documental de Woodstock. Claro, nos tuvimos que ir antes de que se terminara, which is a horrid shame porque me perdí a Star Spangled Banner, y muchas más, de jimi hendrix Y a mi querida y amada janis joplin, jjoder. My thirteen year old pseud0-janis self looks at me with enraged eyes, les digo. hmph.
bueno, me largo, ya que tengo que continuar con la abundancia de cosas para hacer, y hopefully esta noche lograré ir al CineFest!