Monthly archives of “September 2012”

September 10, 2012

All adventurous women and me do

girls hboIf you know me personally you’re probably aware of my passion insane obsession for HBO show Girls.

It started slowly a couple of months ago: when my friend Simone introduced me to the pilot I got really engaged and could easily identify with the themes of the series. The main character Hannah, in particular, was clearly a more tattoed, less dressed up (not as in elegant, but as in naked) version of me.  So I started doing normal fan stuff like quoting the show with my friends, searching information on the internet and asking to be called Hannah during intercourse.

Everything was normal, but then it escalated.

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September 3, 2012

Me — Desperate Hipster Attempt Edition

There was a time when I was pretty intolerant towards hipsters. For no particular reason, actually, other than in Berlin being against hipsters is possibly trendier than being a hipster yourself.  But then I ran into an interesting post about being a hipster written by my friend Adam and a whole new world disclosed before my eyes.

Being a hipster was suddenly this enriching, proactive, positive way of living your life, and of course I needed to try that. But how to start? Was it an inside process or the outside part was relevant too? I decided to start working on my image ’cause hey, I’m a superficial person, and I happened to have just won a Hipster Kit from a website called Hipstery, through a contest hosted on Uberlin.

hipster fede

The result (see photo) made me die inside. It’s worse than the time I tried to drink Club Mate (which I won’t ever ever do again) and I think it made pretty clear that glasses, a big moustache and my own real nose don’t really look good on my face.

The good news is that if I ever get to rob a bank I already know how to dress up.

September 2, 2012

About Memory

Riccardo: I always do that when I’m in Bologna, especially with the guys of the memory training. “Hi, this is an invitation for a memory training!”….”Hi, this is an invitation to go to hell!”.
Fede: What? poor things!
Riccardo: Whatever. The next day they’re still there, saying the same thing. It’s the proof that that training doesn’t work.