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Things fall apart

January 29, 2009


I recently borrowed some “Friends” DVDs from a male friend, who was in disbelief for a few seconds that I was actually asking to borrow them and not ridiculing him. I immediately started watching them back to back, as is my wont, and it struck me: now that I’m 25, I realize my life actually […]

Day 7: Sixteen years old

January 18, 2009


It would be nice to sleep during the night. Ever since I took this job, to which I roll in at 1 pm at the earliest, I have inhabited a different night-time world, chiefly distinguished by its different inhabitants: insomniacs, the unemployed, freelancers. I now have friendships that I pursue exclusively from 1 to 4 […]

Days 4-6: A bunch of crap

January 16, 2009


Went right off daily blogging suddenly, and now I’ve forgotten a lot of notes I made in my head. My short term memory is generally shot. I should start carrying a notebook around like a journalist or something. Let’s see: shopping copiously accompanied by two friendly African American ladies who giggled and said “Hah” and […]

Day 3 Part II: Special K

January 14, 2009


This vacation is spiralling downhill. Today I spent the evening with my worryingly apathetic and depressed friend the Source, who the financial crisis fucked and who I can’t help. Where the hell are the personal bankruptcy laws of this country? Can someone direct me to them online? Because it sure kills a vacation to worry […]

Day 3: Regression

January 13, 2009


Day 3 isn’t nearly over yet but so far it’s started off with a bang: me slamming my bedroom door in anger when my mother asked me who I’ve been hanging out with in the past year that I’ve gotten so impatient and aggressive. According to my mother, I used to be gentle. This is […]

Day 2: The buckles

January 13, 2009


Yeah, I’m sticking with this painstaking transcription, even though clearly hardly any of the 82 permitted people read the last one. Well, it can just be a diary then.I spent most of the morning with DNA, a man who is so profoundly strange and unusual that I should have felt no surprise when he announced […]

Day 1 of my millionth vacation in Kuwait

January 11, 2009


Kuwait is a hole. A pervasive odour of restlessness and suppressed energy hangs over the whole place. You’d think that the mere lack of alcohol and clubs wouldn’t be such a debilitating handicap for a country, but it certainly feels that way to me, even though I don’t even really drink that heavily or go […]