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About Me

I love:Reading, playing music, listening to music, walking around with no plan of where I'm going, drinking diet soda, sweating without working out, writing, glowing like a firefly, meowing like a cat, meowing at a cat, apple fritters.I am terrified of:Big and medium-sized dogs, growing old, sucking, television programming that is not burned on a DVD, female lead singers who don't play an instrument, food poisoning, spiders.

My Interests

Plaintive acoustic rock for the masses!www.NickBognar.com

I'd like to meet:

Christine Chubbuck

Music:

Harvey Danger, Pixies, Piper Downs, Guided By Voices, The Magnetic Fields, lots of loud guitar, unusualy melodies, and smart lyrics.

Movies:

I am more likely to enjoy a movie if it was made in the last 15 years, or if there are people explicitly fucking in it. Those movies are timeless.

Television:

I like to get DVDs of whole seasons so I can watch them all at once. I can't take one episode at a time.

Books:

Douglas Coupland, Mark Jude Poirier, David Sedaris.

Heroes:

The Principal in Election. Jesus Christ, that guy is brilliant.

My Blog

Memory Lane curves through Disneyland

I thought that in Los Angeles I would be safe to escape the less enjoyable aspects of Virginia. I could keep in contact with the close and meaningful friends, email constantly, and manage to escape th...
Posted by Nick on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Visit my website

OK, so after several months of defunctness, my website is back up with (almost) complete archives: www.bognardiaries.com I, uhm, worked like a year to get that body of work. Go, if only to give ...
Posted by Nick on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

What I would be ordering if Wienerschnitzel was open right now

It is 1:10AM. I worked for 12 hours today (with an hour break sandwiched in there). I will work 12 more hours tomorrow. It is far too late for Schnitzel at this time, and the next time that I will be ...
Posted by Nick on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

I miss my cat

My neighbor has maybe 700 cats. They prowl around outside my window all night, and around May every year they start singing. "It's Springtiiiiiimmmmme!" I pretend not to like it, but the trut...
Posted by Nick on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST