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L'Hédoniste
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You must have him autograph a map for you
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the one n only
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A Disneyland map ?
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Shagilicious Disneyland!!
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Courtney and I are going on Monday night to see him! I don't think I've ever seen her as excited to do anything in her LIFE. I was gonna come here and send you a PM about it today! Tonight I'm going to see Marc Acito (it was between him and Jonathon Kozol, who is my public education inspiration and the nation's conscience when it comes to kids) because he's a smart bitchy queen and I must be in his presence. I looooved his book HOW I PAID FOR COLLEGE: A Novel of Sex, Theft, Friendship and Musical Theater. www.marcacito.com So many hilariously uncomfortable situations. Which are the best situations, don't you think? Here's the description of tonight's "reading": September 30--Portland, OR, Annie Bloom's Books, 7:30PM "CONFESSIONS OF A SQUARE PEG" A mixture of cabaret and book reading, Marc will be singing Broadway songs interspersed with readings of hilarious and bawdy stories from his novel. This is the misguided-yet-inspirational tale of how Marc Acito finally became a writer. Anyway, he's doing it really close to my house, so I've talked a friend into going with me, even though she has no clue who he is.
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Miles: It tastes like the back of a f*ing L.A. school bus. Now they probably didn't de-stem, hoping for some semblance of concentration, crushed it up with leaves and mice, and then wound up with this rancid tar and turpentine bull****. F*in' Raid. Jack: Tastes pretty good to me. |
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Sputnik Sweetheart
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Golly. Gaiman. On my own. Nervous sweat and I've totally broken out in stress pimples, too. This is what I get for being an atheist. God's all, "I'll show you atheist, bitch. I'm going to go Job on your ass and ruin your chance to steal Neil Gaiman away from his wife. Believe in me NOW, I bet." Yes, I believe in you now. And I HATE you. Heh. I kid. I kid! Well, not about the atheist party, really. And I'm not a all kidding about the sweat and pimples. It's, like, not only am I a comic book reading geek. Now I look like a movie's version of a comic book geek. |
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It would be a lovely, funny thing to frame, but I just...I can't. I couldn't ask him. I'm going to be blank faced and sick as it is just pushing his actual book in front of him. |
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Shagilicious Disneyland!!
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Too bad I mean that in the figurative sense and not in the literal sense.
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