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You will hate this.

This is where I store scraps of conversations that I have with myself in New York City. Because I sorta hate myself, most of these conversations are about blogging. Most scenes take place in bars or beds.

I warned you.

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One Reason

  • [statue of Garibaldi]
  • Rex: I don't know. I think it's because they need an excuse to quit their coke habits.
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I'm In Like With You

  • [Masturbating.]
  • Rex: I like you.
  • ...
  • Rex: So what does that mean? In terms of weird NYC dating conventions?
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The War

  • Rex: The commenters are winning.
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  • Rex: That's grim.
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Internet Heroes

  • Rex: We get the heroes we deserve.
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Catch Phrases

  • ...
  • Rex: No, I hate that phrase. It sounds banal, scientific. Not only is it completely without passion, but it's also lost its meaning.
  • [Julia Allison's dog looks hungry]
  • Rex: It's true. It was once the perfect description of something, but that something is now gone.
  • Dog: Arf!
  • Rex: "Microlove."
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Feel It

  • [Sleep. Almost.]
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  • Rex: Like everyone else, to feel something.
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Transparency

  • Rex: I have a new Tumblr. It captures all my self-loathing.
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  • Rex: I hate you.
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Mind the Age Gap

  • [coffee pot]
  • Rex: No, she's too busy trying to take over the world, not experience it.
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A Linguistic Cliche

  • Rex: I made out with a cute 23-year-old girl with a Tumblr last night.
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Mattering

  • Rex: I secretly want someone to write the novel about this scene. I want someone to prove that all of this matters.
  • Krucoff: The book on the scene is already out there -- it's written on all the blogs and illustrated by Flickr.