Thnxgvng-n-Prs was nice.
It wasn’t Thanksgiving in America, but it was a good substitute.
I still haven’t read Going Rogue.
I still haven’t been to the Eiffel Tower.
My New York Superiority Complex was in high-gear today, since I had awesome magazines to read on the train.
Wish everyone though Malcolm Gladwell was dumb.
?
The second edition comes out on 9 February 2010.
The world ends on 21 December 2012.
Wish I were a middle school bully from Duluth, Georgia.
Communism is scary. I don’t like it.
Demented city.
I do like beer and goulash and sauerkraut though.
Wish I were going to Stockholm in two weeks.
Sorry.
It’s easy to forget that life isn’t really so hard.
Wish I didn’t live with a dog.
Wish I didn’t live with an elderly person.
Wish I could use the living room whenever I wanted.
Wish the construction outside my window would stop.
Wish I had a clothes dryer.
Wish I had Indian food.
Wish everything happened exactly as I wanted it to.
Wish I could play music.
Wish I had pot.
Wish I selected the stories for the New Yorker podcasts.
Maybe things aren’t so bad after all.
Maybe things are looking up.
Maybe things are already pretty good.
Wish I could know how it felt to be a teenager in the 90s.
I probably would have spent less time on the internet.
Wait, you.
I can do this but not this.
Too close for comfort:
“I really like ‘dark art’ for some reason. I think it’s really cool.”
Wish opportunity would knock on my schedule.
I like the North. It’s full of offbeat energy, so to speak.
Why don’t you film all your movies in Scandinavia?
Wish I had remembered to get postcards.
Are we Pilgrims or are we Indians?
Are we winners or are we losers?
Are we ‘Mericans or aren’t we?
France is weird.
Wish life were just easy and good instead of difficult and good.
