laurie: yo
i made u a presetnt
http://bacolicio.us/http:/macabasco.com
me: LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
laurie: LOL
me: HAHAHAHAHHA
laurie: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
me: HAHAHAHAHHA
laurie: HAHAHAHAHAH
HAHAHA
me: HAHAHAHHAHA
laurie: did you die?
me: i died


FIN.

our secrets sleep in winter clothes



one of a few songs that i couldn't get out of my head on my last-min. trip to the philippines over the weekend. owen serenaded me with it with his guitar from the back of his car in greenpoint, brooklyn, for my 25th birthday (i was in the front seat). i had never heard it before and thought he wrote it himself. he has a surprisingly sweet singing voice, something most people may not know about him.

other songs i couldn't get out of my head:
-"fido your leash is too long," magnetic fields
-"all or nothing," o-town (there was karaoke at my grandma's house, natch)

two new tagalog words i learned over the weekend: "bukas" (tomorrow) and "mabuti" (i'm fine)

my 16-year-old cousin has a one-month-old baby girl named nesle (pronounced like 'nestle' - it's her mom's name spelled backwards)

my 10-year-old cousin diana had a birthday and we all gave her money. she racked up 54 american dollars - and in this economy!

my sister is now a melatonin addict, thanks to mikey, our dealer

i managed to escape without one mosquito bite (probably too much alcohol in my blood) but i predictably ended up with a cold. i am counting down to when i can take this medicine and be dead to the world...

cary tennis can take your breath away. this one's good.

'it's a salad that tosses itself'

Seoul
Originally uploaded by tangents01

got a preview of the new academy of sciences!

spotted on the N
- white woman, grey hair, ethnic-looking bag, reading one-day old ny times
- young black woman, brown glasses, black sweater over grey sweater (with white bearded dude in sweater vest and grey sauconys), reading oscar wao
- white dude, sloppy hoody and tee shirt, reading data modeling essentials
- tall, thin white chick, in yoga pants, fleece top, and pristine nikes, with timbuktu bag, reading women's health
- young asian dude, bald, glasses, reading zombie survival guide
- young asian woman, short hair, keeps looking around, reading two-day old ny times (me)

blogging from casa macabasco -

spent the day boating with the family and then cleaning for a few hours my old junk that i left here since the move to the maxi pad. by old, i mean like from since i was born.
i've been doing it sporadically on weekends for the past month, since steve left. i promised my parents i'd clean one thing each time i was at their place. the whole time it's been a strangely intense emotional experience. like i find scraps of paper with itineraries, packing lists, questions for interviews, notes to self, etc. (i am and always have been a major writer-downer, which is why i still have a planner instead of a palm or itouch).
today i cleaned a huge amount of stuff. i used to be one of those sentimental types that kept everything as mementos. there were tons of photos of friends that i no longer speak to (or care to), short stories i wrote when i was in elementary school, a report i did on isabel allende, a report on the california miners that had a cover page watercolored by me (?), ticket stubs, museum maps (who keeps this stuff?), a pair of leather pants (an unfortunate fashion decision), photos from so many formal dances that i want to dump but will keep for now, mix tapes, metro cards from everywhere, team sweatshirts and warmups from my basketball days, birthday cards, notes - jesus. i found a notebook with a five page letter to a guy - written on one of those long solitary flights where all you can do is wallow in your loneliness and the mistakes you've made - that i never summoned the courage to send and couldn't bear to read now.
god who needs a nap?

marisa's wedding!

QUOTH CHAI
me: "how's andrew awkward"
chai: "he has no energy on the phone"
me: "neither do you!"
chai: "yeah but I GOT GAME!"

beer olympics photos...NEED I SAY MORE

fuck good charlotte and pop punk, but i gotsta give props to joel madden for calling out starlets who can't dress for shit. and mind you, all of these are supposed trendsetters. STRAIGHT UGLY. i've said it before, and i'll say it again - FRIENDS DON'T LET FRIENDS WEAR LEGGINGS. i'm NOT about dressing to please men, but come on, ugly is ugly. he even kind of clowns on his baby mama, nicole richie, in a nice touch.

photos from steve's goodbye bbq

also - LITTLE BRITAIN USA!! why did i never hear of this until now??

LEDE OF THE YEAR (so far)

The No. 1 need right now for some of the builders of the nation's next spaceship: Lots of No. 1.

Space program contractor Hamilton Sundstrand is seeking urine from workers at the Johnson Space Center in Houston as part of its work on the new Orion space capsule that would eventually take astronauts to the moon, according to an internal memo posted on the Web site Nasawatch.com.

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can't remember if i've mentioned this before but the new yorker fiction podcast is my main motivation to go to the gym. the stories are always so great, and the analysis insightful. it's kinda a mix of dial-a-story (oh childhood!) and lit class discussion. get yer act together, this american life! anyone else think it's totally fallen off of late?

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photos from hyphen party: here and here

I GOT A LOWER BACK TATTOO

yep, that's right. TRIBAL DESIGN.

ok fine i lied. it's a metaphor meaning that i'm totally into lululemon, aka the new tramp stamp. laur tipped me off to a sale there last fri (she is SERIOUS about sales - she texted me about the $1 old navy flip flop sale last weekend at like 10 a.m.), and instead of happy hour, i got drunk off some gear with bamboo threads in 'em (supposed to have cooling properties).

i'm totally off of shopping for clothes for work or going out - i'm all about spending cash on workout clothes. ali says the only thing you'll catch her working out in is an APAture t-shirt and basketball shorts, but i think considering how much time and effort (structuring my schedule, eating healthy, etc.) i put into this whole being fit thing, might as well look good. and apparently there are real gains from changing your workout wear - i wore one of the tops to the gym last night and met my personal goal. awesome! and got totally scoped by the dude next to me. not so awesome. he was not hot.

another bon mot of ali's from our conversation about LL today was that she called it cameltoe heaven. yeah, yeah.

EAT IT, DRI-FIT.

on a final note - one of the writers i work with occasionally really pissed me off today. she's a lawyer and, i gotta say, is on a total power trip. i wouldn't back down to her in an email thread, and she actually called me to bitch at me about my edits. i was almost amused - but she kept interrupting me. which was like - wow, really? fine, dude. whatever. i was just perusing irene's blog and i kind of love her attitude about life and people - to wit: bad things goin' happen. bad people goin' happen. don't let it get to you. this is a great attitude to have.

...and the writer was a hardcore clinton supporter. NEED I EVEN SAY MORE?!

TEAM HYPHEN

how nerdy do we look?!??! this was post whiffle-ball loss (i scored a run!)

photos from mikey's bday
yeah that's my parents' magic mic.
i still have bon jovi's "always" stuck in my head, thanks a lot hao

when bad lighting happens to good people....

from the CAAM party at poleng

Gloria: I had a bizarre dream last night with you in it

you had a really cute new haircut

Sent at 1:05 PM on Tuesday

Gloria: anyway, more interesting was your knit dress

might have been inuit made

it was white knit with a hood, above knee

and there were penguins on it!

then you turned around and you had a penguin backpack

you were going on about what a great deal you got

YESSS

i went to the gym near work today instead of my usual gym, and i met one of my exercise benchmarks for the year!! sometimes it's good to break out of the routine and see what you are capable of. i know this sounds trite, but i'm really thrilled.

YES — JESUS

on the N on my way home i saw a dog wearing a shirt with an "I Voted" sticker on it.

that's pretty much how i feel about the primaries.

yea, i thought that was lisa at first.

irving street

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issue release party photos here and here


where are the ones of our crew? anyone?

SUSHIMI
new story for hyphen on apa young adult books up on my clips page (the pdf link doesn't work yet, click on the jpgs)

anyone else sick of the rain? i gotta get some more stylish rain gear, my bright yellow costco raincoat aint cutting it downtown

we went to see the warriors last night ("lisa doesn't like sports," said steve the ass who KNOWS i used to play basketball - and we did play one-on-one once at the RSF, don't you wish you were there) - have to say, it was pretty ghetto - not to be all highbrow, but you could smell weed everywhere - plus the guy behind me yelled "HOMO!" at a guy from the nets when he airballed a free throw - i had to laugh out loud; who says that stuff anymore??

anyone look familiar?

I DRINK YOUR MILKSHAKE
... .COM!


the new 'say hello to my little friend!'

I DRINK IT UP!

the UN: so '70s, said chai

is everyone else ready to curb stomp 2007? what a shitty year.

photos from game night at casa de jericho. will have photos from NYE whenever robot gets around to it, so maybe 2010.