Monday, October 24, 2005

The End

Good bye everybody it was a fun year sharing with you. Unfortunately I feel like I have little or nothing left to share, as you might have already noticed. Maybe closing my meaningless blog will bring meaning in other areas of my life.

Yours Truly and Forever,

A Lumpen Proletariat


Subversive Quote: "Friends applaud, the comedy is over." Beethoven

Retributions of an Insomniac

Sometimes I wonder: “ Why I can’t stand people?”

And sometimes I wonder: “Why I can’t stand myself.”

Nevertheless, I wonder: “What does this come from?”

Yet, it makes me think: “What is really what?”


Then, again, sometimes I wonder: “Am I living my life on purpose?”

But that makes me wonder: “Am I nothing but a ‘new age’ freak?”

So that makes me wonder: “Is this really it?”

And that makes me wonder: “What is really ‘it’?”


So, from now on, whenever you wonder: stop! Don’t get high. It’s truly bad for the sky. Take a glass of red wine—intentionally Bordeaux—and reach the divine.




Subversive quote: “Q: What do you get when you cross an insomniac, agnostic, and a dyslexic? A: Someone who stays up all night wondering if there is a Dog.”

Groucho Marx

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Momentum

 
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Monday, October 03, 2005

The Drought is Over

Thank you Mr.A

I need not say more.

Subversive quote: "Love is a matter of chemistry, but sex is a matter of physics."

Unknown

Thursday, August 25, 2005

To Shinta

Seven things I plan to do before I die:

Make my parents proud; I haven’t figured out how, yet.
Fall in love.
Learn to play the piano really well.
Live in a foreign country.
Be content with my everlasting existential angst.
Date a guy so good looking that he would make me want to vomit.
Learn to cook really well.


Seven things I can do:

Cook.
Play the piano.
Waste time.
Read till I feel like I can’t feel my eyes or brains.
Enjoy life regardless of existential angst.
Be straight with people.
Always wear really unique shoes. And I don’t mean that in a euphemistic way.


Seven things I can’t do:

Fall in love or feel anything even remotely close to it.
Not offend people. For me it comes naturally.
Have a day go by without obsessing over the state of my skin. I never should of bought the magnifying mirror in the first place!
Not be appalled by the “typical” Persian girl or guy.
Understand conservative or religious people.
Remember to take my medication on time. Ha ha. No I’m not crazy.
Balance.

Seven things that attract me to the opposite sex:

Intelligence.
Dark skin and facial hair.
Strength. Yes, both physical and emotional.
Generosity. I know I’m a feminist but sometimes I could really throw up on the stooges who take advantage of my self-proclamation.
Denial of social norms and conventions. Meaning: I would never be attracted to a doctor, lawyer, or engineer.
Willingness to explore new things. New things could mean a myriad of things.
Respect for family members.


Seven things I say most:

Fuck.
Ciao.
Boos Farsi for kiss.
Becholi. I have no idea what that would be in English, sometimes I doubt I even know what it means in Farsi.
I really need to get laid.
I’m bored.
Why am I here?


Seven celebrity crushes:

Ivo Pogorelich. If you consider a Serbian pianist to be a celebrity.
Seymour Hersh. I know that at this point if your still reading you think that I’m crazy.
Jon Stewart.
Bill Maher. I know that that is sick.
Jack Nicholson.
Nicholas Cage minus the Elvis mania.

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Crimes of Passion and the Westside Outlaw

Tonight something really funny happened but for some reason I have lost my flow-- writing. Everyday I sit to write and nothing. Nothing. Nothing? Nothing!
Tell me Mr. Westside Outlaw: "was my beating so bad?" Sure it was over a gay man but that wasn’t the point.

See, I really have nothing to say.



Subversive quote: "Nobody dies a virgin...because sooner or later life will fuck you."

Anonymous

Monday, July 04, 2005

Hella Funny and Hella True

You Are 25% American
You're as American as Key Lime Tofu Pie
Otherwise known as un-American!
You belong in Cairo or Paris...
Get out fast - before you end up in Gitmo!

Friday, July 01, 2005

Pasadena chalk art--what? I do have a life....

House cleaning: I was gone for such a long time because I have actually had a life since being done with school.

New Graphics: Do you like it? I do. Those who know me might say that I'm really not that girl. But keep in mind this is a tongue and cheek version of me.

The Point: Last Sunday I attended the, Absolute Chalk, art festival in Pasadena. Wow! Did I see some amazing art on the ground and I don't mean that in any sarcastic way. Here are some pictures with captions:




This one is by an Iranian girl who makes me proud of being an Iranian girl. You go sister.


Very Dahli.


I actually voted for this one. Having two cats you can understand why.... I thought this was the most creative in every way.


Pasadena wouldn't be Pasadena without a political piece. This was hella hillarious.


Anybody see the movie: The Swimming Pool. If you have not you should. Great movie. This one was also amazing. Very three dimensional....


There was a lot more but because I don't have a camera I just got what other people emailed to me....