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I guess it makes sense that when I started this blog, it was with the intention of scanning and sharing my old, old zines (from the early nineties) -- I am somewhat stuck in the past.  Sometimes I don't even mean to be.  This morning when I was driving to work I realized (in a stronger way than past littler versions of this realization) that on my route, I pass the library where mom used to work when I was a kid, the school I went to for kindergarten and first grade, and last but not least, the fact that I work in the same office where I worked in 2004 - 2006 before moving to Philly, thinking that new opportunities would materialize once I had the Master's I earned while there.  I am not unhappy with re-treading old territory -- it's sort of unavoidable when one lives in the town where one grew up, and my hometown happens to be the world famous los angeles, so you won't hear me complaining about being stuck in the boonies or needing to get out of dodge and see more exci...

Yesteryou Chapter 12

12.             "What do you think we should do, George?   I’m ready to follow your lead, whatever you think.   I don't know what to think.   She’s changed from when I used to really know her.”             “To tell you the truth, Richard, she’s always changing.   I’m really frightened.   I don’t worry about her killing herself anymore, I don't know why, I just get the feeling she wouldn’t try it again.   But where could she be?   The only money she gets is her SSI checks, which I’m in charge of.   I’ve sent her a couple checks since the accident, and then I call and check with the bank to see if she’s cashed them, and she hasn’t.   Molly stayed in Phoenix two days, sleeping on Beth’s back porch and listening for any sound coming from inside – she’s sure Beth isn’t there.   But where could she go, with no money?" Molly...

Pointless Survey

Write your answers in the comments box 1.   What was your favorite movie as a kid? 2.   What is your favorite movie now? 3.   When did you lose your virginity? 4.   What is your biggest pet peeve? 5.   Do you like hate or love Mad Men? 6.   Who is your celebrity crush? 7.   Do you prefer to be a grown up or a child? 8.   Do you play Farmville? 9.   What is your favorite band? 10.   Where is the farthest you’ve traveled? 11.   What is your favorite novel? 12.   What is your favorite song? 13.   If employed, do you feel proud of the work you do at your job? DREAMY     HAPPY SAD

Yesteryou Chapter 11

11.             Molly told the men that she wanted to drive to Beth’s apartment in Phoenix alone to look for her, and both Richard and George weakly protested, because Molly was stubborn in a way that inspired respect in both of them; she insisted on taking the hardest tasks.   She wanted to be the one to find her mom because she was in one of her fed up moods in which the men’s lenience toward Beth’s lifelong string of mess-ups seemed solely predicated on a misunderstanding of Beth’s motivations, of her entire personality.   The men thought Beth couldn’t help herself.   Molly, when she wasn’t feeling sentimental of yielding, just thought Beth was dangerously lazy, a hurricane barreling through terrains careless and deadly, ruining everything, disappearing as quick as she’d appeared.   So Molly had driven to Beth’s apartment in Phoenix the day it finally seemed too spooky not to be able to reach her on t...

one of my favorite films

Yesteryou Chapter 10

10.             Meanwhile, the friendship between George and Beth was an embarrassment to them both, at times, because of its intensity and breadth.   People assumed, even though the two would have made an odd couple, that they had been secretly physically intimate, or if not, that it was inevitable.   That may have been a natural assumption to make (though inarguably prurient), because it wan an obvious fact that George was in love with Beth.   George and Beth both knew it, but unrequited love was the most natural kind for the asexual George to give, as well as the most natural kind for Beth, arrested developmentally at the emotional age of 12, to receive.   But the truths is that they were friends.   When in his last days she would be comfortable enough with him dozing off and on throughout the day on her couch to walk around the apartment naked when she found it necessary, like when she'd been putt...