Tuesday, February 28

Grad school update!

I was going to blog about my last two days' exploits with strange, older women, but that will have wait, because...

I got into Columbia's MFA Program!

Now to celebrate in appropriate San Franciscan fashion.

Manservants, ready my grapes, my concubines, my performancing monkey troupe!

I thirst! For life!

9 comments:

Robb said...

Let me be the first to hurl my congratulations at you!

*hurl*

Benny said...

Oh my goodness!! Why didn't I check over here sooner???

Jimby, I'm so happy for you! You get to go to New York and tell us all about the New York side of things and all the horrors of workshopping and all the famous writers you meet!! I'm so jealous! And happy for you.

Jimby, when you go live there, please don't turn into Tao Lin. That boy is barely readable! Stay sweet Jimby Yeh, the boy I grew up with a few months ago.

James said...

Robb, let me be the first to catch your hurled congrats.

*catch*

Benny, consider this your future source to all things literati and gossipy.

New York is an Apple and I intend to eat it. Although I hope it's not an omen that I'm allergic to them. Apples, I mean.

Robb said...

Nice alternative-ending post. Did that come extra with the Directors Cut DVD edition of "Yellow Redneck Blues"?

Robb said...

wait a minute, now it's gone. Are you editing, you bastard?

James said...

LOL--what post are you talking about? This one?

James said...

(And when I say "LOL", I mean "smiling slightly because I'm at work".)

Robb said...

Guess I'm going CRAZY. But I could have sworn that I saw something about apples with capital a's.....
"I sit down at my computer and check Yellow Redneck Blues. My subscription to this blog costs me zero dollars annually, but I burn $1500 per month in a bucket that I have written the letters 'YRB' on to make myself feel better about it. I had previously written a comment in which I made fun of the author for posting nearly identical comments that had alternative last lines and it was fucking hilarious, and I fully expect to see a response. A blanket of terror blackens the room when I see that, not only has the double comment been removed but I am now being mocked openly by the author. I throw the laptop against the wall across the room and it shatters, the screen splintering into long fragments that I make a mental note to use to torture the vegan hippie hardbody that I have tied up on my bed. I like the way that the ruined laptop looks on my authentic oriental rug ($50,000 from Bergdork Goodman) and this calms me down a little."

James said...

Your command of that voice is beginning to frighten me, Robb. Get help, or start a new blog told strictly in that voice. Call it "United States Normal Person".