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pinkpelvis: Fine Lines and Wrinkles
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Monday, December 26, 2005. Fine Lines and Wrinkles. Five recent episodes indicating sure signs of aging*:. 1 On my way home from work I buy a single tall can of Sapporo and I am carded. The Bodega owner remarks that I "look good for my age.". 3 On a recent Saturday night a mixed gender group of friends gathers in a living room. We settle on watching The Sound of Music. On TNT, singing along with zero objections. It's tough to get the blog muscles back in shape, but I do promise more frequent entries in 06.
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pinkpelvis: May 2005
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Wednesday, May 25, 2005. Recipe for a Bruised Heart. Application for a Driving License. In a flurry of red feathers. Like a burst cottonball,. Continuing while I drove over them. I am a good driver, nothing shocks me. Posted by Rebecca at 11:33 AM. Monday, May 16, 2005. I was talking about blogging recently and a friend responded with "Don't you think self-referential writing, is kind of, well, over? Also what exactly did people do at their desks before having half a dozen blogs to hit each day? By Dave ...
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pinkpelvis: November 2005
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Friday, November 25, 2005. I'm not sure if an answer exists but as questions were fielded about a cousin relocated to London with her boyfriend, another cousin dropped comments about a possible proposal this summer, and my brother's girlfriend circled the kitchen and living room with confidence, I initiated the removal of corks and caps from half a dozen bottles of booze. Posted by Rebecca at 12:42 PM. Wednesday, November 02, 2005. The Artist formerly known as. Was repeated around the room. Added for the...
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pinkpelvis: April 2005
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Wednesday, April 27, 2005. I hadn’t seen John in about 10 years but learned he was living in New York and somehow knew that those 10 years could easily be ignored. We met for drinks and it was if everything was exactly the same, plus alcohol. On our second date we had a burger at the Corner Bistro and then went to the bar where his boyfriend works. Baudelaire and Frank O’Hara. I had barely said the name of my favorite O’Hara poem, Steps. When John was responding with. Oh god it's wonderful. This morning...
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a good story: Taiwan
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Tuesday, January 09, 2007. Taiwanese politics, shanghainese food, and family friends. 71 Earthquake, first in 100 years. Of all the days and all the places to take a short trip, my parents and I chose the normally sleepy beach town of Kenting to get some extra warmth for the winter. We actually had a great time walking through the Kenting National Forest, which turned out to be more like Brooklyn Botanical Garden with paved paths and flora transplanted from different regions. We spend about four hours si...
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pinkpelvis: When I Grow Up
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Tuesday, February 14, 2006. When I Grow Up. I received my first grad school form-rejection letter yesterday. Three or four people most likely sat in metal folding chairs and watched light projected behind a reproduction of my drawings. If one blinked, she might have missed the image. Then they moved on. She was thereby declared winner of the World Grilled Cheese Eating Championship. Atleast that career move would solve the whole hunger issue. Posted by Rebecca at 11:11 AM. Are you coming on Friday?
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pinkpelvis: Seventy-two Hours
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Monday, March 27, 2006. I recently acquired health insurance after a two and a half year hiatus. During the uninsured years I didn't often think about my inability to see a doctor. I am healthy, I take care of myself, and though I can be a little bit of klutz, the most drastic result is usually a pint spilled in a friend's lap. I may wear soft disposable lenses. I returned to my eye doctor and she checked my newly shaped corneas. She handed me two tiny foil-wrapped packets with my new sight enclosed&...
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pinkpelvis: July 2005
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Tuesday, July 26, 2005. This morning however, in the midst of my Zs, I was a very angry bride. I was yelling because one of my hypothetical and unrecognizable bridesmaids had decided to go swimming in a river in my wedding dress. She claimed she didn’t realize it was mine. Of course it’s mine, it’s the poofy white one! I yelled. Meanwhile my hypothetical and unrecognizable husband was lounging at the end of the buffet table eating some grapes in the nude. Posted by Rebecca at 12:34 PM. I cleared my throa...
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pinkpelvis: Coincidence is another word for
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Saturday, April 22, 2006. Coincidence is another word for. I am moving to Chicago in August. How strange to put those letters together. I am moving to Chicago to start an MFA program, to make art full-time for 21 months. The Art Institute of Chicago sent a big envelope but I was still sour on rejection. I wanted to shake myself into optimism but the printed reality of school loans and leaving home left me foggy. I kept thinking of the Groucho Marx quote at the beginning of Annie Hall. When I think about ...
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pinkpelvis: The In-Between
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Thursday, May 18, 2006. In this city I often think about the hundreds of thousands of people tucked away in their jobsin cubicles or construction sites or underground. I think to myself, "Who was assigned the job of stuffing the men's waist-down underwear mannequins in the window around the corner? Or "What poor soul is going to clean up the mess that led my entire subway car to file to the front end this morning? Or "How did that woman become a sea-lion trainer in the middle of Prospect Park? Well, not...
