February 12, 2010
Let’s Talk Ned Hepburn.
Ned Hepburn is the best. He’s like this experiment in writing-yourself-to-life, as I can never tell what is a real memory and what is an invention that plays true. He’s also keenly, achingingly, hyper-aware of everything that goes on around him in this disturbing GoodFellas-level-of-detail way.
it’s rather sad, because i’ve hung out with “normie” women before and they’re really nice people. they like shitty bands like The Fray and think that “Chuck Klosterman” is something you get from sleeping with guys with leather jackets. they’re nice people, though. i just know that we can never be together. we are too fundamentally different. she says tomatoes, and i say that i liked tomatoes better before “everybody else started liking them”.
the only thing that overlaps normies and scene kids is Trader Joes, bad television, and the underlying reality that “i hate her because she owns a camera and calls herself a photographer” and “she hates me because i own a MacBook and call myself an artist”.
Perhaps it’s too-too to like it when someone points out obvious things. I don’t give a crap. Hepburn loves Los Angeles, Natalie Portman, getting high and is writing some of the funniest stuff around. Yet another person I wanna hang out with for an afternoon and interview cause it’d be a great story no matter what happened.
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So… you’re dating this guy?
Nah. Too gushy?
I get excited about a lot of things. People who write better than me is one of those things.