Negativity and Critique In Adorno and Derrida →
anthropologeist: A short and clear examination of Adorno and Derrida’s use of the negative. Beautiful! Dude, this is my shit. My SOP is shaping up to be all about negativity.
Jennifer Lopez to open cell phone stores marketed toward latinos
The mysterious beauty of the image is in this opulent flattening of space
A new medium is never in addition to an old one, nor does it leave the old one in peace. It never ceases to oppress the older media until it finds new shapes and positions for them.
Honestly whenever my parents give me a hard time about spending money i’m just like you guys play golf 2-3 times a week
My british stalker is back wtf
Dammit one CAA proposal rejected. Not surprised but still, bruised ego ow
Season 6 of the west wing oh my god i need a hug
The Diet Coke is excellent
WHAT’S A RAPTOR REHABILITATOR? AND WHY?
Dave, stop. Stop, will you? Stop, Dave. Will you stop?
richwhitelesbian: Write The Best Content Of Your Life By Having Constant Panic Attacks And Using Your Mental Instability To Create A Facade Of Creativity And Turn This All Into A Crutch For Your Fragile Ego + Sense Of Self
Also i’m finishing my paper and i finally figured out HOW and it’s GOOD and also my parents’ house is full of snacks with extra fiber in them so i guess what i’m trying to say is that i feel like a million bucks
BERLIN THE GREATEST CITY ON EARTH
This guy i, well, or something, anyway his boss sexually harassed him so he got out of his (anyway horrible) job with 6 months pay and i’m trying to convince him that we should go to berlin Such a mistake but totally worth it
Come up and see my darkroom
Main Entry: falsies Part of Speech: noun Definition: padded bra Synonyms: WonderbraTM, props
I just discovered that “prop” in the theatrical sense is short for “property,” fun fact
Writing one sentence every hour but this is the only way
This paper is killing me. It’s killng me. It’s killing me. It’s killing me
An intoxication overcomes the person who tramps through the city streets for a long time without goal. With every step the going gains in force; the seductions of the stores, the bistros, the smiling women, grow ever narrower; ever more irresistible grows the magnetism of the next street-corner, a distant mass of foliage, a street-name. Then comes the hunger. It will heed nothing of the hundred...