Excerpt of the Day: No-No-No-Notorious

"I came from a school that was filled with girls like Tinsley." Jenny would never forget the Blair Waldorfs she had grown up half fearing, half longing to be, girls who made you feel like you didn't exist until they happened to need something from you. They'd assume you'd be will to drop everything for them, which of course, you would. But the truly dangerous girls the Serena van der Woodsens of the world because they were perfectly beautiful and nice, they were almost inhuman. Tinsley was somewhere in between--she had all the apparent perfections of a Serena, yet her mind was always scheming Like a Blair, always wanting more. " I can handle her." But Jenny was suddenly completely unsure of herself. She'd never be a Blair or a Serena or a Tinsley, only a Jenny. Would she always be a wannabe?
-- Notorious: an It Girl novel, created by Cecily von Ziegesar (author of Gossip Girl)

Backstory: was sent a box set of the entire It Girl series...along with this note:


tee hee...xo xo

And time doesn't wait for me, it keeps on rollin'

It's been a long time, Been a long time.

So I've kind of neglected my oh-so-important blog (apologies to my hoards of loyal fans).
Well, a lot has gone down...like, many days at the beach...weekdays, when too many people are 'at work,' but not Sewak. Activities include ballet (not pictured) and narcissistic photography.




we + patty (here for a month from brazil, yay!)...the three of us all HEART the beach.












embarassing...eh.


Cookie jetted off to L.A. and immediately regretted doing so.


Mermaid Parade. Coney Island--Brooke (née Cookie) got drunk; went swimming.

To Be Continued...

Dearest Brooke,

I WILL SMASH YOUR FACE INTO A JELLY

coming attractions

yeah so i know you're constantly checking for new posts. like, your first stop on the wild ride of the www is jmarx the spot (yeah, you come here even before facebook, gawker, etc)...

well needless to say, i've caused many a letdown and possibly a few breakdowns due to my laziness/busyness/unreliable internet connection (i'm guessing it's that of a neighbor--who's gone without password protection for just about two years. score for me like, ninety percent of the time until it randomly cuts out. no such thing as a free lunch).

however, i am very excited to announce increased activity on this site, with several amazing entries already in the works:


a mind-expanding journey with my soul sister, kate the wizard


an extra-special q & a with mike...specifically focused on why (in his opinion) "gossip girl" is the greatest show since "laguna beach"

...and more!

asap

Previously on LOST II

MOVE THE ISLAND...HMMM.

But that wasn't the biggest shocker..

That would be "Christian" aka Jack AND Claire's father!...in the Cabin!!...speaking on behalf of Jacob!!!

WTF, WTF, WTF

Still, it wasn't like, TOTALLY amazing, yet...

I know I said this last week, but Next Week (and I should hope the week after that) will be MAGNIFICENTLY STUPENDOUS.

***Oh yeah, "Spoiler Alert," or whatever. Sorry.***

My Boyfriend's Back

He's Gonna Save my Reputation...

(out after just 29 days of a 14 week sentence)

Hey La! Hey La! My Boyfriend's Back!

Previously on LOST

i was kinda disappointed in last night's episode.
the week before last was so awesome!
don't wanna give away any key deets for all y'alls who tvo'd/dvr'd and are yet to watch.
but where the f was ben???
and wtf was up with that flash-forward???

BERRY BAD

first, that "seinfeld" episode--'the non-fat yogurt'--that triggered froyo paranoia...

next, the tasti d scandal that shocked the nation (of manhattan)...

and now...

the fall of pinkberry

trendy, yummy and eating disorder-friendly, the 'berry united the east (ny) and west (la); beloved by nearly all creatures great and small: celebutards, murray hillers, chelsea boyz, usc-ers, uclalites, the coolest kids from the les, the most ridiculous hipsters from nolita, tourists, jersey girls and ues moms.

too good to be true? probably, most definitely is.

single tear.

remember the good times

UGLY GIRLS NEED NOT APPLY

"A Catholic school principal has defended his students as outstanding, despite revelations an exclusive club to which "ugly girls need not apply" is operating on campus.

Year 11 girls from the co-educational St Patrick's College in the central Queensland city of Mackay are ranked according to looks, weight and their popularity with boys.

Members of the elite club, dubbed "Club 21" or "Big 21", parade their ranking from one to 21 on their wrists.

The skinnier and prettier the girl, the higher her rank.

One respondent to an internet forum on the issue said: "Ugly girls need not apply."

Another wrote: "They are a group of year 11 girls at St Pats who think they are top but really pathetic sociopathic sluts."

THIS is...

Incredible, wonderful, marvelous, spectacular, remarkable, phenomenal, prodigious, breathtaking, extraordinary, unbelievable, amazing, stunning, astounding, astonishing, awe-inspiring, staggering, formidable, impressive, supreme, great, awesome, superhuman, fantastic, terrific, tremendous, stupendous, mind-boggling, mind-blowing, jaw-dropping, out of this world and/or far-out?

Or none of the above.

Whatever. You know you love it.











"I'm sorry that people are so jealous of me... but I can't help it that I'm so popular."
-- Gretchen Weiners

Last Night

I WATCHED THIS

Voluntarily

And it was AWESOME

...like 'yourself' is something definite--like a toaster...

been thinkin some about how/why i get resentful when i determine that someone thinks they're better than me.

notice how i'm presenting this down from my perspective...because it is just that--MINE. not theirs, and often false.

so much of my life i have spent feeling 'less than' others and/or 'not good enough' (don't ask me why i'm putting these in quotes, it just feels right, who cares, it's a friggin blog). oh, which brings me to my point, actually, which is WHO CARES?!

i mean i know that's easier said than done when it comes to feeling judged by others. also, life actually is heathers/mean girls/gossip girl ad infinitum. but the thing is, a lot of times when i've wanted to impress someone and win their approval, i really hold back. i deny them of the full-on balls-to-the-wall jmarx and leave 'em with a more boring, watered down version.

and then--since i (like most of us) have suffered from plenty of self-doubt, self-loathing, self-involvement...all of the selves--when i make up that the person in question isn't so won over by my efforts i fall apart, feel rejected, hate myself and am ultimately super-duper resentful.

meanwhile, i'm hating someone for supposedly not accepting me when i didn't even present him or her with the actual me to begin with--make sense? and i know i'm at my absolute best when i'm just being me.

so thank you: after-school special/mom/full house, etc. you said, "just be yourself," and you were right. you may have left out the go-fuck-yourself part, but it's not spinal surgery.

so yeah. it's jmarx, bitch. i am for reals and i could give a shit what you think...or am at least working on that.

whatevs. a. chase's introspectiveness is much more to the point/interesting:

omfg

ues: 10021

"everyone here looks like they stepped out of a music video...

...i don't even have the right hair." --brenda walsh (pilot episode)



and i don't even know how to deal with the upcoming 90210 spinoff!!!
oh, and the 'new dylan' has been officially cast.

groucho and me (part II)

"Outside of a dog, a book is Man's best friend.
Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read."

(hardcover above in limited edition, paperback available here --
with foreword by james thurber)

ALSO

AND
"From the moment I picked your book up until I laid it down,
I convulsed with laughter. Someday I intend on reading it."