today i saw 'we need to talk about kevin'. before i rush into the OH MY GOD-ness of the film, let's square a few things away: 1. the screen on the green in islington is amazing. 2. it is 10 times more amazing-er if you manage to snag a loveseat at the back. 3. every...

i'm currently in the middle of an amazing book: 'sex at dawn: how we mate, why we stray, and what it means for modern relationships' by christopher ryan and cacilda jethá. it's fucking brilliant. i've never been happier reading about bonobos in my free time. but...

in general i tend to stay away from writing about politics. [american politics, that is, i couldn't give a fuck about uk politics, despite the fact that i live and work here. you guys have an election, like, whenever you feel like it? what the fuck?] though i'm not saying...

i've decided to stop using capitalization.  or, at least, capitalization in its traditional sense. it feels like a little lie every time i do it; so i'm not going to do it anymore. backstory: when i was in high school, i read a lot of e.e. cummings poetry. i'm not...

I firmly believe that one of the true signs of being a "fan" of something is your desperate want to discover more of it, an all-consuming craving for more of it. For example, I love films. I go to the cinema quite frequently [hardly avoidable when you date @Whatleydude...

Of course the first list I'm going to embark upon is food-based. For those readers who might be unfamiliar with my eating habits, let me sum it up for you: I'm an eater; I have always been an eater. I have the appetite of an overweight adult male with high cholesterol...

As retribution for being a naughty, un-blogging blogger of late... ten whole eargasms for everyone. Do enjoy [with lube]. 1. Coeur de Pirate - Wicked Games [The Weeknd Cover] 2. M83 - Midnight City* 3. Active Child - Hanging On  4. Anna Calvi - Suzanne and I 5. Junior...

Ever since I was little, I've had a bit of a thing with lists. I can list anything. Hidden away in a closet at my parents' house in suburban Indiana are stacks upon stacks of spiral-bound, perforated, college-ruled notebooks, each one of them filled to the brim with lists...

So today is Saturday. And thank fuck for that – I slept in until one in the afternoon, and ate boiled eggs & soldiers and drank Arabian coffee in front of Teen Mom 2. This is my ideal Saturday mornafternoon. [I am not a high maintenance lady, quite obviously.] To round...