A chickflick is something light and funny, flavorful but not heavy-handed with big pressing issues,while resonating with the everyday girl, yet comes with a button that magiks-away-the-shithappens scenarios; when you decide you’ve had enough of the empathy . Offscreen girls like me build an appetite for onscreen girls in shows like these- the distressed but… [Read more…]
This weekend has been an assemblage of everything that makes me feel dejected, discouraged and cheerless. The three-week marker- I’ve been back for three weeks without infecting people like a nasty vermin about my cause. Here is where the whining threatens to overspill, but I think I shall just cap it, and scream. There. Now… [Read more…]
Woe. sniffle. sniff. I can’t do this.
Following a declaration of my reasons for changing my diet, I have tried to be more vocal about my cause. This is conversation I had with my sis that spiraled out of control. She freaked out a little, and I snapped at being cast in the wrong cause. I’m realizing that the more I try… [Read more…]
This blog might die of a natural death sometime soon. Absolutely wilting. I’m writing about nothing, nothing’s reading. My life is almost checkmate guys. Checkmate, and getting pretty stale on the way there too. I feel like this place is going to look exactly like Napoleon Dynamite if it had a face. Can’t imagine having… [Read more…]
April 7, 2009
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