curb your taste

morning final friday class, while older, adorable, sentimental professor recites greek poetry, and screens home videos. tells us all to cry...

lunch with your sister-friend happens, and she's telling you about dominic pettman, and you note it down, and finally get into that japa...

i cannot do apocalyptic settings. i think about them all. the. time. my older, wiser friends say that's the source of my anxiety. that...

on the metro ride home, i ran into an elementary school bengali friend. she was dripping with fake conversation, and i hated every second of...

everyday can't be a party, which is a damn shame. did i mention my birthday ruled? got dirty, dirty, drunk, and so many people i loved...

in other news, at the end of my class this morning, a couple of us were contesting the epistemological reasoning behind "reality" ...