Articles by Cat Marnell
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Amphetamine Logic
Goodbye to All That (the End for Now)
Amphetamine Logic was kind of making me psychotic. I sat down for lunch with my agent at an overpriced bistro on Park Avenue South. "So Cat," Byrd Leavell, literary agent extraordinaire, said. "What's new?" Full story
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The End, Part One
Amphetamine Logic is coming to an end. I am better and I will continue to get better, and it doesn't matter to me that you don't want to believe this, or don't understand what it means. Full story
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Amphetamine Logic: The Cockroach and the Cokehead
May 2012: I quit my job and burn all my bridges so I can swim. I won't realize that was wishful thinking until a few months later. Summer starts gliding by like a sailboat. I master the Dead Man's Float. I'm not working and life is a lazy river; I'm a pinecone that's been dropped… Full story
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Amphetamine Logic: Graffiti, Crackheads, More Cocaine, Miami (Bitch)
I’m sleeping alone in the backseat of a parked rental car at 5 AM in a terrible neighborhood in Miami when the door opposite me clicks open and a grizzly old black drunk man slides in next to me, shutting the car door behind him. His eyes and skin are the color of urine, and he s… Full story
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Amphetamine Logic - Coke Sex for Teen Sluts
Sometimes when a dick is inside me I can’t help but think about my family. I know that sounds totally gross, but I don’t mean it in, like, an incestuous way. My dad never fucked me or anything. I think it has more to do with guilt, you know, or I’m ashamed, for whatever nutty rea… Full story
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Amphetamine Logic: Dawn of the Dustheads
It's 5 AM on a Thursday and Same and I are in my apartment in the East Village, high on PCP and surrounded. All of the men are nursing 40 oz. Ballantines and the girls they brought are strangers, looking around at my strange life and into my mirrored coffee tables as they reappl Full story
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Amphetamine Logic: Disappeared
A few days ago the text came. It was from a 202 number—D.C. "Call Paul at 202XXXXXXX or your dad if you want to know what's going on," it read. Full story
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Amphetamine Logic: Bloodsuckers and Conde Nast-ys
Three years ago I was running around with sociopaths and addicts. Predators who took me to the projects to spend my money on crack and heroin and snap obscene Polaroids of me when I fell asleep. Full story
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Amphetamine Logic: Blonde on (Very Famous) Blonde
It’s the 'Purple Magazine' party during Fashion Week and I’m at a booth with my friends Chrissie Miller and Frankie Inglese. And then there's Lindsay Lohan. Full story
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Amphetamine Logic: The Aftermath
If you live in my neighborhood in NYC, maybe you’ve seen me. If you read beauty and style blogs, or the 'New York Post' in the past week or so, you’ve probably at least heard of me. My name is Cat Marnell. Full story
Daytona Beach, 1999
Photos by Eli Reed
Bomb Blast Bajaur
Is Life Really Back to Normal in Khar?
BC Bud
Meeting Some Growers Out West
The Imaginary Republic of Molossia
Nevada's Sovereign Micronation
Fuck Him and His Library
George W. Bush Was the Worst
Cry-Baby of the Week
Uh Oh, Someone Downloaded Cartoon Porn