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Tuesday, January 13th, 2009
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11:44 pm
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two adjacent stories on crap local paper at my parents':
'A Mid Devon terraced house hid a sophisticated system used to produce cannabis on a grand scale' 'Horticultural Haven set up: A growing generation at a Tiverton primary school have been busy flexing their green fingers'
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| Monday, December 22nd, 2008
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9:52 pm
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^ cale does 'hallelujah' with a string quartet. fucker OWNED that song; wonder if he performs it these days, considering.
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| Monday, December 15th, 2008
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1:35 am
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at some point we're going to pass some kind of event horizon where animated .gifs of shit show up on the internet before events even take place
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| Saturday, December 13th, 2008
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5:25 pm
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I have found the (so far) only pro-Israeli sentiment in Robert Fisk's 1286-page The Great War for Civilization: The Conquest of the Middle East. At one point, The Times' deputy editor says of a misleading Israeli public statement about the invasion of Lebanon: "What a bunch of fascists." Fisk, at this point, lets the reader know that Israel is not, in fact, a fascist country. Thanks, Fisky.
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| Wednesday, December 3rd, 2008
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11:44 pm
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i have a job interview tomorrow. hence, i have gone from looking like this:
to looking like this: 
not happy. also, check out my ridiculous old man glasses. they're my sister's. i have them because i'm an idiot.
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| Monday, December 1st, 2008
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6:50 pm
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| Friday, November 28th, 2008
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10:01 pm
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i've been reading sapper's 'bulldog drummond', a book i've only ever encountered in its being maligned: i was fully expecting a monosyllabic bore who was only happy on days where he'd beaten up two or three ethnic stereotypes and indulged in a couple episodes of marital rape before breakfast. possibly (given the examples on wikipedia, if nothing else) the famed xenophobia will come in in the later books: in the first it's one of the selling points on drummond's all-british heroism that he's somewhat cosmopolitan, has mastered secret oriental wrestling techniques he was taught by an actual oriental, etc. (yes, obviously i am aware of how this is itself problematic.) also, his general metier is this whole Two-Fisted Bertie Wooster thing:
'You've hit it, James — hit it in one. Classify them for me in groups. Criminal; sporting; amatory — that means of or pertaining to love; stupid and merely boring; and as a last resort, miscellaneous.' He stirred his coffee thoughtfully. 'I feel that as a first venture in our new career — ours, I said, James — love appeals to me irresistibly. Find me a damsel in distress; a beautiful girl, helpless in the clutches of knaves. Let me feel that I can fly to her succour, clad in my new grey suiting.'He finished the last piece of bacon and pushed away his plate. 'Amongst all that mass of paper there must surely be one from a lovely maiden, James, at whose disposal I can place my rusty sword. Incidentally, what has become of the damned thing?' 'It's in the lumber-room, sir — tied up with the old humbrella and the niblick you don't like.'
seems odd that this first counter-reading ("bulldog drummond is homicidal, xenophobic and sexist") has taken the place of the previously standard reading ("bulldog is a bloody british hero") when actually it lies at right angles to both. AT ANY RATE it's less annoying to ahem modern refined sensibilities than the bloody inspector morse novel i read the other week. ("Morse was appalled. How he detested sex crime!")
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also, this:
'You're so helpful, Algy. A perfect rock of strength. Do you want a job?''What sort of a job?' demanded the other suspiciously. 'Oh not work, dear old boy. Damn it, man—you know me better than that, surely!' 'People are so funny nowadays,' returned Longworth gloomily. 'The most unlikely souls seem to be doing things and trying to look as if they were necessary. '
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| Wednesday, November 19th, 2008
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2:02 pm
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children's show 'yo gabba gabba', but with actual gabba:
i was too entertained by this; i should get off the internet.
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| Saturday, November 15th, 2008
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12:12 pm
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shiela jeffreys has a new book out, on 'the political economy of the global sex trade' - it's called the industrial vagina — based on this and another book title (something like anticlimax: the sexual revolution and its discontents) i have developed a strong liking for her work.
also, here is a sentence of adorno i have just come across:
"The whole sombre base on which the instituion of marriage rises, the husband's barbarous power over the property and work of his wife, the no less barbarous sexual oppression that can compel a man to take life-long responsibility for a woman with whom it once gave him pleasure to sleep ..."
yeah, those poor man-victims of sexual oppression. i feel you, ted.
also, i wish i could find for you all a cast photo of channel four's 'the devil's whore', in which the role of cromwell it to be taken by dominic 'mcnulty' west, best known for his role as jimmy mcnulty in the hbo series 'the wire', in which he played the alcoholic irish-american cop, jimmy mcnulty. charles the first is the sweary one from the thick of it. and the master out of doctor who is in it as some kind of slightly swashbuckling-looking New Model Army type.
also also. also! also, also: also; also.
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12:21 am
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so you're all doing nano, right? so i have time to bitch about it here, right? actually, bitching about it would mainly include two things - one, why the fuck do these people who write a novel one month a year and DO NOTHING ELSE AS WRITERS EVER exist; two, zombies are not actually automatically funny, they are tragic.

^^ shoot it. anyway, here is a list of problems i am finding with my writing, for mainly my own personal use, off a much longer comment i wrote on someone else's lj:
— i find it hard to write straight description, or action, as opposed to writing a riff on an idea; — whenever two characters converse, they're in difficulty of leaving behind whatever idiom they ought to be in and switching into that of whichever DVD i last watched; —there's certain finesses of plot that i fail to work out properly because i'm too caught up on the overall structure (i.e., i know when the assassination attempt happens, but i forget to work out when the telephone conversation letting people know that it happened happens) next time i update, i will instead tell you all the things i hate about my body. • also — this suit, y/n?
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| Monday, November 10th, 2008
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7:39 pm - post-apocalyptic landscape #2
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| Wednesday, November 5th, 2008
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4:22 am - that's all, folks
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| Tuesday, November 4th, 2008
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1:37 pm
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possibly erroneous transcription of an al green lyric i saw on one of those lyrics sites: "i guess you know that i / uh / love you so"
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| Sunday, November 2nd, 2008
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11:55 pm
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my life has reached a new low. i have actually managed to reach the second-day nanowrimo word count.
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| Sunday, October 26th, 2008
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12:34 pm - to whom it may concern
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| Thursday, October 23rd, 2008
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1:03 am - just to note
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| Thursday, October 16th, 2008
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10:24 am
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so here's an alarmingly self-centred thought process: back last year, when i was doing applications for master's degrees in american literature that i never got around to sending off, my dissertation proposal was on the fizzling-out of postmodernism, and how american fiction struggles, i guess, to deal with keeping a sense of moral seriousness at hand despite an ever-increasing social irrelevancy and how that sense of m.s. might seem incompatible with formal experimentation or modernness or postmodernness (you might note in the syntax of the preceding a certain hesitation: i.e., probably the best thing that i didn't bother applying.)
anyway, pretty central to all of the above mess would have been david foster wallace. so the kernel of self-centred thought i just had was: huh. if i'd been going back to school this year that news would have kinda destroyed me.
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i've been rereading the broom of the system, which i spent the past month or so looking for in every bookshop i walked past in three different cities and at least one town, but had to wait until i could go through the books at my parents' house to find. there's a line in one of the interviews that's been going round lately: something like "until the end of my twenties, underneath all the bullshit, i'm convinced i was convinced that the point of writing fiction was really just to prove the writer was as smart as possible." broom has a lot in common tonally with certain aspects of later work: the Great Ohio Desert is kind of a test-run for the Great Concavity, in fact Ohio in broom is like a working-out on a micro scale of all the silly, frederick pohl or a.e. van vogt-ish satire business with The Organisation of Northern American Nations in infinite jest. the beadsman family could be second cousins to the incandenzas. what's odd is that after the first chapter (about, uh, the sublimated sexual threat of frat-boy pranks?) there's no point at which trauma, emotion, human existence aren't held at at least one ironic remove — and in places (the stories rick vigorous tells, i guess, where you can see him trying to rehearse that thing which i guess was one of the truly remarkable talents in his later writing, that (e.g.) the phone conversation between Hal and Orin in infinite jest, about their father, and a microwave, and toenail clippings, somehow manages to pull off this scylla-and-charybdis-act between pat, glib, faux-surrealism on the one hand, and unearned sentimentality on the other, and somehow emerge hilarious and moving.
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| Tuesday, October 14th, 2008
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3:38 pm
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| Tuesday, March 11th, 2008
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11:07 am
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http://www.guardian.co.uk/technology/2008/mar/09/blogs is half a good article: "The world's fifty most powerful blogs". I actually quite like the idea of trying to note which of the ephemeral damn things have any kind of real world impact. Unfortunately, however, the list they put in the paper lists icanhazcheezburger above the Drudge Report, which hey if the guardian had a face I would punch it in the etc. updating at work woo
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| Monday, January 7th, 2008
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10:53 pm
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the current LJ godawful 'writer's block?' suggestion (on this computer, anyway) is 'describe your favorite photograph'. i thought it said paragraph. which i will, if anyone else does first.
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