The Angriest Dog in the World

Wed, 22 Jul 2009 17:24:45 GMT

I am leaving New Hampshire in nine days. Here are some things I need to do:

eat seafood

go to the Red Arrow in Manchester

go to the Draft

go to the beach (miss u, ocean)

see Chris again

see Ted

hang out with my parents more

Fri, 17 Jul 2009 22:09:01 GMT

Fri, 17 Jul 2009 21:30:03 GMT

I kind of want to be Andre Agassi circa the early 90s for Halloween. I stole this idea from a podcast I listen to.

Chris, I want to come to your show tomorrow. Tell me what to do/where to go/can I stay at your house?

Thu, 16 Jul 2009 07:50:03 GMT

Beyonce's singles in order of quality:
Single Ladies, Ring the Alarm, Check On It, Get Me Bodied, Kitty Kat, Ego, Crazy in Love, Green Light, Suga Mama, Upgrade U, Irreplaceable (maybe only this low because it always gets stuck in my head whenever anyone says "to the left"), Halo, Sweet Dreams, Diva, Baby Boy, Naughty Girl, Freakum Dress, Me Myself and I, If I Were a Boy, Beautiful Liar

did I miss any?
also, duh, I can't sleep. Why else would I be doing this?

Tue, 14 Jul 2009 01:23:08 GMT

holy shit Klaus Kinski was fucked up:

He filled his apartment (adjacent to the one a young Werner Herzog lived in with his mother) with dead leaves, and never wore clothes

One time (same building), he locked himself in the shared bathroom for two days and broke everything inside it

Once took a running start at the door to the Herzog's apartment and knocked it off its hinges while the family was having dinner, foaming at the mouth and flailing, screaming KLAAAAAARA, YOUUU PIGGG!!! (demonstrated by Herzog in a hilarious high voice) because she didn't iron his shirt collars neatly.

One day a theater critic came for dinner, and he said he enjoyed Kinski's performance in a recent play, calling him excellent and extraordinary. Kinski threw two hot potatoes and some cutlery at his face and screamed "I WAS NOT EXCELLENT! I WAS NOT EXTRAORDINARY! I WAS MONUMENTAL! I WAS EPOCHAL!"

All of these stories were related in the first 9 minutes of the film about him.

Sat, 11 Jul 2009 09:15:39 GMT

OHHHHHHHHH I wish summer was 100000000 months long :( :( :( :( :( :(

Fri, 10 Jul 2009 04:08:10 GMT

I waited on Savarese today, he is the only professor I've ever had who chatted with me at work about my life. Also he added his tip incorrectly. Both of these things sort of make me wish I were an English major. He's a dick but I like that guy.

Thu, 09 Jul 2009 03:38:51 GMT

Hey, who's in NYC right now??? Bobby, Allison??

Sun, 05 Jul 2009 22:22:44 GMT

There seems to be a malaise hanging over a lot of my friend group, actually all of my friend groups, in Grinnell and in Concord and everywhere else right now despite the fact that life at the moment is really pretty great in a lot of ways, and I think it's because we are either in the throes of a postgrad funk, or sense one looming on the horizon. I think it's because for years we have been promised, as bright and motivated and interested people, that we will grow up to be successful and fulfilled and in the possession of "a calling", one that is makes us happy and is also probably good for the world in some way. But I don't think that's happened for me and most of my friends.

Basically, I've been thinking about something Meehan told Tim: "your grandparents were factory workers and farmers so that your parents could grow up to be professionals, so that you could grow up to be an artist." And I'm also thinking about something Rex said last night: that maybe it's okay to have a job you don't love to support people you do love. A lot of us don't really know what we're supposed to be doing right now.

I don't know, I'm just trying to enjoy things and not be so worried about it because this is probably the best time to be poor and directionless, it is probably something you're supposed to do in your life if you can, so you should probably enjoy not having any responsibility to anyone or anything while you can right?

I'd be interested in what anyone has to say about this.

Sat, 04 Jul 2009 16:19:54 GMT

My new favorite thing to do at parties is when one 30 rack is gone and there's another one to replace it, yelling THE KING IS DEAD, LONG LIVE THE KING and jumping on the empty box until it's smushed.

Thu, 02 Jul 2009 20:58:15 GMT

another Margie quote: [to Rachel Fields] "here is a fun idea/mandatory assignment: watch "Left Behind" with Kirk Cameron and then write a short piece of erotic fan fiction entitled "Right Behind."

Thu, 02 Jul 2009 17:09:34 GMT

The kids at yellow house found two huge boxes of costumes in their basement. We think they once belonged to dance troupe at the college, but now they belong to us.

Wed, 01 Jul 2009 05:42:12 GMT

dvds netflix doesn't have that make no sense:
nosferatu the vampyre
gomorra
the ipcress file

Tue, 30 Jun 2009 19:41:24 GMT

margie quote: "I spent so much money on Miller Lite at [chicago] Pride. I also saw a man in a Speedo on top of a large van riding a giant purple metallic dick-like cannon with two discoballs for testicles that shot powder fire extinguisher-style out the tip. HOMOVERLOAD."

Sun, 28 Jun 2009 08:33:56 GMT

"I tried to get a job at good will and the lady that interviewed me was a total dick. she questioned my ability to put like colors with like colors, and in the middle of the interview she asked me, "where do you even see yourself in five years?" I wanted to cut that bitch, but I was crying too hard."
-Brontes

Sun, 28 Jun 2009 07:43:41 GMT

tonight's party trajectory:
not fun -> kinda fun -> not fun -> really fun -> normal fun

Thu, 11 Jun 2009 19:28:50 GMT

Here are some things I saw in India that are cool and that I miss. I emailed Deepa today. I wish I had a picture of her to show you all. She is the best ever. Sorry my camera broke. I stole these from Felicity.

Bonus cliche study abroad photo:

Mon, 08 Jun 2009 04:35:54 GMT

People I miss a lot (IT HURTS INSIDE:

Sun, 07 Jun 2009 01:54:55 GMT

WHY RABBITT'S IS THE BEST BAR

the people who own it actually have the surname "Rabbitt"

wood panels

drunk townies

openly conducted drug deals

Sheryl Crow

5 dollar pitchers

"Biergarten" that is two plastic tables in a parking lot

nearly impossible to be kicked out of

7AM happy hour

Mon, 01 Jun 2009 02:49:14 GMT

Tomorrow I'm moving into my new house. It is grey and has a yard and a front porch and wood floors. The only bad thing is the kitchen - it's really tiny and the refrigerator has weird stains on it and the plaster on the ceiling is kind of chipping. But whatever. My room is huge and has really pretty wooden shelves. It looks like this (stolen from google maps):

DRUNK ALL FIVE

Sun, 31 May 2009 18:33:55 GMT

Jon: If you could describe what is going on right now in five words what would they be?
Ryan: drunk, all five.
Jon: That's only three!

the more you drive, the less intelligent you are.

Sat, 30 May 2009 03:17:31 GMT

SUMMER GOALS

Write one idea or joke or interesting thing down every day

Get into metal

hold at least three or four movie screenings (aka force people to watch movies I like)

host a party

host a barbecue

Wed, 27 May 2009 06:20:41 GMT

I think if I were a little older I probably would have been on a lot of weirdo mail order zine lists.

Sun, 24 May 2009 22:55:53 GMT

No Age reminds me of summer. When I listened to them I see little isolated moments from summers - hanging out in apartments with no furniture, waiting for rides, spilling beer on shag carpets, dresses, waking up way too late and being annoyed about it, fires, carmelized peaches, porches, peeling paint, sweaty legs and dirty feet. Brats. Fireflies. That kind of thing. It's nice. I hope this summer is as good. I know I complained about Grinnell summer last year, and part of me does wish I was home still (provided all of my friends were home), but I think I'm in a better position to enjoy being here now. It is pretty nice to have cookouts to go to all the time.

why I missed Margie

Sat, 23 May 2009 17:29:53 GMT

(A bunch of people are standing around smoking, Johnny puts cigarette up to my mouth)
Margie: Oh God, this is a mess. This is a smoking orgy.