February 2011
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“Anxiety is love’s greatest killer. It makes others feel as you might when a...”
– Anaïs Nin (via hdteo)
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hidingundertrees asked: Do you take pleasure in checking the mail, or has it become a chore?
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Vermont has ice cream and beer in mega quantities. Why did nobody tell me this before? Everything is ice cream and beer. You check into your hotel and they give you a root beer float except without the root. Ice cream and beer. All day all I have been doing is gorging myself on Ben & Jerry’s triple caramel chunk and Magic Hat #9. Oh my god you guys. Ice cream and beer. Forever....
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WatchI bought a Macbook Air this weekend. I tried to transition everything that I have on my monster of a three-year old MacBook Pro to it the other day but clearly I have too much crap to make it anything less than a month-long endeavor. (Yes, I need to buy an external hard drive.) In the process of deleting obsolete files, I ran across this fuzzy, grainy video I took in May 2009 of street perfomers...
“My guidebook told me that this was Dublin, otherwise known as Dubh Linn,...”
– Here’s some writing I did last night while under the influence of Tylenol PM. Just wanted to show you guys how extremely talented I am.
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nick drake - saturday sun
If you ever want to...
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CoCo and Me
I went to get a massage today. My roommate and I had already decided that we wanted to get massages today, so when we peered outside and noticed that it was raining, we were undeterred.
I walked there by myself over the banks of snow, which are gray and brown and light brown and sometimes yellow and sometimes white. They are white in the parks that are surrounded by bars where only a few people...
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“Still, despite the gifts, I was perpetually broke. I couldn’t figure it out: On...”
– Being a serial mistress sounds a lot like being an entertainment reporter in LA.
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a bright wall in a dark room.: Stanley Kubrick... →
brightwalldarkroom:
WHAT WE TALK ABOUT WHEN WE TALK ABOUT DOOMSDAY
by Michelle Said
It had been a long, tough day for Dimitri. Cold as usual. A blistering sort of cold that made you feel like your blood would freeze over just thinking about it. He was tired. So very tired. As premier of the Soviet Union, he…
I had the best time in the whole world writing this. I hope you have as much...
