Saturday, January 1, 2011

New beginnings, same old debauchery.

Only at a college New Year's Eve house party do you:
- Find yourself drinking from a measuring beaker because all the glasses and mugs are being used as ashtrays.
- Find yourself singing along with an entire room to "I Wanna Dance With Somebody"
- Talk your friend out of going upstairs and doing a second um, snort
- Find yourself feeling like Winona Ryder in Black Swan aka resenting all the 18 year old first years who can afford to do hard drugs and still look young and flawless
- Find yourself drinking champagne from the bottle
- Think the DJ cloned himself/has a twin because suddenly there are two of them
- Find yourself being talked to/at by a guy seriously rolling about the unacceptable misogyny at the college
- Find yourself being talked to by another guy who is also rolling about how he sees tunnels when he closes his eyes and that time he cried watching John Malkovich's performance in some Arthur Miller play
- Find yourself constantly checking the time because it feels like hours have passed but it's only been 5 minutes and you're exhausted already and those DJs are creeping you out and you feel like an old lady and wish it was bedtime
- Find yourself in bed at 4am

Friday, December 31, 2010

I swear I have friends.

"Don't spend the night alone. Call me if your roommate doesn't take you out."

- Text from concerned friend, 8:21pm


Happy New Year guys!

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Rooftop angel

Jesus Christ! in an Irish lilt
A moment of fear in the slide and scrape
Then safe.

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Overdose.

Two things I thought I'd never get sick of: dessert and movies. My sojourn with two friends (like real friends, not the dessert and movies) has been one of marathon baking, channel surfing, and oversleeping. Somehow there were enough hours in two days to accommodate all these activities in excess. My waistline too is probably accommodating to the indulgences. Tea and books detox here I come.

Friday, December 24, 2010

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Well, baste my steaming puddings!


Top Christmas movie lists are all the same, it's really quite dull. Everyone knows It's A Wonderful Life and A Christmas Story are musts, so why repeat what's agreed upon?
Here's some non-generic Christmas cheer featuring a jarringly friendly but still hilarious Blackadder and appearances by Hugh Laurie, Stephen Fry and Miranda Richardson. Imagine a tea-party with Prince George, Melchard, and Queen Liz. Best tea-party ever.

While we're on the subject of the genius that is Rowan Atkinson, his bit part in Love Actually is also absolute gold.

"Ready in the flashest of flashes" --that is a total Blackadder moment they must have deliberately referenced. God, who needs Bing Crosby when you've got this guy's wit and charm.

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

All I want for Christmas.

This is currently my desktop background. Colin Firth gorgeousness aside, Love Actually is actually the best Christmas film. But Colin Firth doesn't hurt. To do: Bridget Jones viewing, which I know I will be hating at the very same time I'm lapping it up. Otherwise known as the continuation of vicariously living through romantic comedy characters to get through a solitary life winter.