Why is it that the longer I live in Israel, the stranger it gets? It seems like I'm missing my friends more as time goes on. There are so many people in the U.S. that I'm obsessed with and with whom I have an intense amazingsville connection. Perhaps I should become some crazypants aliyah advocate and make them all move here.
Yalla, friends, move here so I can have people to kareoke with at home at 4 in the morning.
In other news, I'm on page 770 of Infinite Jest. Hollllla. David Foster Wallace says "twitter" and "tumbler" too much. Stop trying to be hip, Wallace! I like it when Joelle makes fun of Hal. There are too many descriptions of farting. There are also too many descriptions of dead babies being carried around by their drug-addicted mothers until they stick to the mother's flesh and have to be cut out (well, really, one description of that scenario is too much for me!). I finally figured out what a backhand and forehand are in tennis. As well as what a lob and a volley is. This book rules. I don't know what I'll do after I finish it!
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Sunday, April 4, 2010
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
All Hail
And on page 328 of Infinite Jest, DFW used the word "irregardless" (and italicized it!) and it was glorious.
Yes, I've been reading this book extremely slowly, what of it?
Yes, I've been reading this book extremely slowly, what of it?
Sunday, February 7, 2010
500 Days of Some Ho
Du-ude. I haven't written in this thing in forever! Oopsies.
I've been busy with moving apartments (to an apartment by the beach! I love life!) and some other stuff.
I kept meaning to post my new year's resolutions on here, but it's probably too late in the year to do that. So for now, a few notes:
1. Why is the Pavement Europe tour already sold out? I'm so upset!
2. I wonder if the Pixies show in Israel is also sold out. That would suck. Though seeing the Pixies with an Israeli audience does not sound that appealing. Would Israelis ruin the fun? I wonder.
3. Avatar was hilarious. After seeing it, I decided I should make a habit out of jumping on my friends and trying to attach my hair to their hair just to be annoying! My friend and I watched Avatar at a mall, so naturally, the first step after seeing it was to go up to all the little mechanical animal rides at the mall and do the braid-attaching thing to them. NATURALLY.
4. Avatar was also kinda stupid.
5. But I liked the special Israeli-only joke that was included in it! Comment on this blogpost to learn more.
6. I've been doing a lot (well, a little) more non-blog writing lately. Ain't that excitin'?
7. I really miss Austin today. Want some breakfast tacos. Damn.
8. I'm past page 200 in Infinite Jest. I keep taking long breaks from it, especially when DFW starts talking about tennis. Oh, brother. Don't get that guy started on tennis. He never shuts up about it! Or about drug addiction! Oh. Brother.
I've been busy with moving apartments (to an apartment by the beach! I love life!) and some other stuff.
I kept meaning to post my new year's resolutions on here, but it's probably too late in the year to do that. So for now, a few notes:
1. Why is the Pavement Europe tour already sold out? I'm so upset!
2. I wonder if the Pixies show in Israel is also sold out. That would suck. Though seeing the Pixies with an Israeli audience does not sound that appealing. Would Israelis ruin the fun? I wonder.
3. Avatar was hilarious. After seeing it, I decided I should make a habit out of jumping on my friends and trying to attach my hair to their hair just to be annoying! My friend and I watched Avatar at a mall, so naturally, the first step after seeing it was to go up to all the little mechanical animal rides at the mall and do the braid-attaching thing to them. NATURALLY.
4. Avatar was also kinda stupid.
5. But I liked the special Israeli-only joke that was included in it! Comment on this blogpost to learn more.
6. I've been doing a lot (well, a little) more non-blog writing lately. Ain't that excitin'?
7. I really miss Austin today. Want some breakfast tacos. Damn.
8. I'm past page 200 in Infinite Jest. I keep taking long breaks from it, especially when DFW starts talking about tennis. Oh, brother. Don't get that guy started on tennis. He never shuts up about it! Or about drug addiction! Oh. Brother.
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Feeling Infinite
Welp, I'm back from the US, so it's back to posting in ye olde bloggie. My trip to the US was fabulous--thanks for asking. I ate many a breakfast taco.
Now, back to biz.
I started reading Infinite Jest. I'm on page 42. Here are my impressions so far.
Reasons DFW and I will be BFFs in the afterlife. Or, things I like about Infinite Jest up to pg. 42:
1. DFW often uses the word "creepy."
2. His first footnote describes crystal meth.
3. His characters say "like" in dialogue.
4. This paragraph: "I tend to get beat up, sometimes, at the Academy, for stuff like that. Does this bear on why I'm here? That I'm a continentally ranked junior tennis player who can also recite great chunks of the dictionary, verbatim, at will, and tends to get beat up, and wears a bow tie? Are you like a specialist for gifted kids? Does this mean they think I'm gifted?" (pg. 28)
And these are the bad seeds of the book so far (It's okay, they're not TOO important, and who knows? Maybe I'll end up loving them.):
1. Who calls their parents "the Moms" and "Himself"? Too twee. What is this, a Diablo Cody film?
2. That Hal calls his brother(?) "Boo" and "Booboo." Shut it down.
3. The (seemingly) random chapter in badly written ebonics.
More to come.
Now, back to biz.
I started reading Infinite Jest. I'm on page 42. Here are my impressions so far.
Reasons DFW and I will be BFFs in the afterlife. Or, things I like about Infinite Jest up to pg. 42:
1. DFW often uses the word "creepy."
2. His first footnote describes crystal meth.
3. His characters say "like" in dialogue.
4. This paragraph: "I tend to get beat up, sometimes, at the Academy, for stuff like that. Does this bear on why I'm here? That I'm a continentally ranked junior tennis player who can also recite great chunks of the dictionary, verbatim, at will, and tends to get beat up, and wears a bow tie? Are you like a specialist for gifted kids? Does this mean they think I'm gifted?" (pg. 28)
And these are the bad seeds of the book so far (It's okay, they're not TOO important, and who knows? Maybe I'll end up loving them.):
1. Who calls their parents "the Moms" and "Himself"? Too twee. What is this, a Diablo Cody film?
2. That Hal calls his brother(?) "Boo" and "Booboo." Shut it down.
3. The (seemingly) random chapter in badly written ebonics.
More to come.
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