January 2011
86 posts
My 5 Pitches
1. Trying
2. Trying
3. Trying
4. Nuclear war
5. Garden gnomes
On Writing a Feature Film
Me: I want to do like, a kind of thing where something trivial has like a hierarchy of the real world? The way Recess was about an elementary school, but was actually its own weird little society...
Sam: Wait. Wait. Stop. That's perfect. That show is perfect. Recess is the tits. You can quote me on that.
I liked Amsterdam. I liked how incoherent it was. On any given street, you could find a church next to a coffee shop next to an Argentinian restaurant next to a “FEBO,” a chain where you can buy fast food out of a wall for a euro or two. All lining a canal, of course.
There was no rhyme or reason to it. Lots of bridges. Lots of pigeons. Lots of pigeons inside restaurants. Lots of...
I’ll try to post something in more detail tomorrow, but that was a really, really great weekend. I’m so lucky to be in this country with these people. The next three months are going to be nuts.
“Great job, team! Oh, god, I’m saying team, Taylor. I’m saying TEAM.”
– Sam, pointing out that we’re going to have creepishly similar vernaculars by the time this is over…more so than already, that is
— 1 “i amsterdam” shot glass, bought from the hostel because I couldn’t resist
— 4 cardboard coasters from the various bars: Heineken, Amstel, Bavaria, and “the first coffeeshop”
— countless ticket stubs and pamphlets: Tropenmuseum, Rijksmuseum, Rembrandthuis, Anne Frank Huis
— a shit ton of postcards, except for my Anne Frank ones which I...
“Straight sex scares me.”
– Nick Mantle’s opinion on the sex show half our group went to this weekend
Did I just pay 1.5 euro for 15 (more) minutes of...
Yes. Yes, I did. Because it’s the beginning of the semester, where I can still swing mindless trivialities like fifteen frantic minutes spent reading notifications, deleting emails, and (ohhbviously) Tumblin’. I don’t have much time, but I will say this: Amsterdam is an amazing city. It is absolutely beautiful. We ate dinner at this Indonesian place last night and the walk to the...
“In line for the Van Gogh museum, I was really scared to go through security...”
– Kristen is, to be that asshole, #soamsterdam
“Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of...”
– Cesare Pavese
kastlelyfe:
Semiotics: Mind Fuck of the Century.
Media Criticism and Theory, or Why I Am Not A Linguistics Major
Wandered around Well with Nick and Lindsay today.
It all reminded me of a quaint mix of Little Whinging and Bristol (as seen in Skins, obvs). Absolutely wonderful.
“No, I don’t want a car…? Die in a fire!”
– Booking Ryanair flights: always a treat.
Watchmaddizzlee:
The Social Network didn’t get nominated for Best Original Screenplay. Chaos ensues.
….Worst VMA kid ever.
“It’s a wonder I haven’t abandoned all my ideals, they seem so absurd...”
– Anne Frank
Here's what we have set in stone so far:
Jan. 27th — 30th: Amsterdam (with errbody)
Feb. 3rd — 7th: Bruges
Feb. 10th — 13th: London
After that, who knows. We need to start making a list and a schedule, but we spent so much time freaking out about hostels and shit last night in the computer lab that we all deserved a little breather from the #firstworldproblem that is our lives.
Tentative Places
notlondon:
(and not necessarily in the following order)
- Paris
- Bruges
- Amsterdam
- Copenhagen
- Berlin
- Prague
- Bratislava
- Budapest
- Split (Croatia)
- TURKEY???
I’ve got no specific suggestions, seeing as I’m about to embark on similar travels, but I’m going to Amsterdam next weekend and Bruges the weekend after that, so if anything particular pops up...
“You know you’re addicted to Tumblr when… I just tried to go to...”
– Andrea, always that asshole
Nick's still fiercely loyal to his theory that...
Andrea, at tonight's delightful feast: I am eating so much, you guys are going to have to roll me back to the castle.
Nick: Don't worry. We aren't going back to the castle.
Brief Update
The Transylvanian airline we found only accepted my card when we all tried to book our flight. Currently I am flying to Amsterdam alone.
Vampires Don’t Like Visas: The Taylor Tetreau Story
Sam and I are currently trying to plot our way back to Well from Nice at the end of spring break. Hilarity is ensuing. He found the perfect cheap way with a layover in London (“the MOST retarded route”), except we then realized the two flights were two different airports and the only way to get from one to the other is a 30-pound, 3-hour bus at 2 in the morning.
The way this is...
#biddiesinabar2010
And what a good night it was.
Word Vomit
— Highlights of the transatlantic trip include: a terrible two-hour line to check our baggage, me being #foreveralone on the plane because I was weirdly seated in another section from all but two other Emersonians (it was fine, I watched Toy Story 3 (FINALLY) and sobbed all over myself), and counting McDonalds advertisements (all for a snack-wrap-thing called “Tomato...
“Taylor, this is why we can’t have nice castles.”
– Sam, when my Coke fizzed all over the floor of the VB lounge
Weird Things
— my phone is off until April 20th
— I get to see Alex/Erin for like, two hours tops tomorrow
— FLYING TO AMSTERDAM, I KNOW IT’S A FIRST WORLD STRUG BUT I ACTUALLY CAN’T COPE BECAUSE I’LL MISS THIS PLACE SO FUCKING MUCH
“Don’t buy mojitos from the guy with the mojito backpack.”
– Jen’s advice on Europe. SO READY YOU GUYS
“I was a fool!” Percy roared, so loudly that Lupin nearly dropped his photograph. “I was an idiot, I was a pompous prat, I was a — a —” “Ministry-loving, family-disowning, power-hungry moron,” said Fred. Percy swallowed. “Yes, I was!” “Well, you can’t say fairer than that,” said Fred, holding out his hand to Percy. Mrs....
Emerson vs. The Rest of the World
Emalee: I've spent the past hour and a half flyering in the rain...
Alex: Ooh, flyering? For what?
Emalee: Northeastern is choosing between to catering services to run our dining halls, and one is a much better...
Alex: Okay, I stopped caring. Did you get a Kindle for Christmas?
The Story of Us, Taylor Swift
I DON’T CARE...
Andrea and I have been flopping around 829 for two...
Me: I just wish I had a boyfriend, so I'd have somewhere to sleep that wasn't a couch.
Andrea: I totally feel you.
Me: Single ladies' struggles.
....and then we broke out into a mournfully weeping rendition of "Single Ladies," complete with all necessary hand gestures.
WE THOUGHT IT WAS HILARIOUS OKAY
Goals for my 3 Days in Boston
— buy books I need
— squeeze in some NEU/Tufts/BU time as I’m able
— keep Ethan in a constant state of inebriation until we step onto the plane so he doesn’t descend into a full-fledged panic attack (that’s mostly a joke)
— cute family dinner
— follow Alex and Erin around
….basically it.
The Story of Us, Taylor Swift
I DON’T CARE...
Alex insisted I go on iChat so he could show me a...
Happy birthday, my friend!
Me: I can't believe all the bragging I did about the castle when I got into Emerson
Me: IS ABOUT TO BE REAL LIFE
Ethan: I KNOW
Ethan: and that fateful day WAYYYY back first semester of freshman year when you collapsed on the ground by the mailboxes
I hate to be a broken record, but...
Friday Night Lights is the most reliably and predictably brilliant television show I’ve ever had the honor to watch. It is genuinely perfect, and you’re doing yourself a disservice by not watching it.*
*This statement discounts season two in its entirety, except for that one scene where Matt Saracen cries in the bathtub about how no one cares about him, and Coach Taylor gives a...
“We don’t pretend to make this a spiritual or psychological patent-medicine chest...”
– Edward R. Murrow
One week left of break. One week until Europe.
mandals:
CAN’T COPE ‘11