i love this:
http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.wordpress.com/
more than anything else in the world just now.
i know this doesn't count as a post of my own, but i'm having one of those moments that i used to have in workshop (or, actually, after i watch anyone do anything that i like to do better than i could ever do it, which happens almost every day) and subsequently i swear to never (write a poem/ride a bike/plant a garden/make a martini) again.
this time, i'm rendered totally immobile and post-less by "stuff white people like."
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omg. am so ashamed of my last post. nothing compares. (and now i'm hearing that song)
white people are fond of inventing problems like night terrors as the term adds a formality and elegance and seriousness to the v. pedestrian phenomenon of 'bad dream'--this is very typical of the white person who is hypochondriacal and pompous.
it is pretty fabulous is it not!
you know, i was actually thinking just of my blog posts, which have taken a turn (as if this is new) for the melancholy and/or morbid and/or mundane. (and they are alliterative.) you know i already think y'all are genius bloggers. :)
and i'm wearing my "vintage" t-shirt right now. which came from old navy. which means i do not qualify as an authentic white person. sigh.
also, (the seventeen point sermon comment) you've now replaced, "my mazarati goes 185," (no, i don't remember the real title) with "nothing compares." and i thank you -- mostly.
I love, love, love this too!! Have had many laugh out loud moments... and have also been rendered blogless in the wake.
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