October 2011
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September 2011
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“I had nothing else to do. Writing gave me something to do every day.”
– William S. Burroughs (via theparisreview)
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Weather.
I am probably the most happy on the day you have to wear socks for the first time in months, and then again on the day you get to take them off.
August 2011
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July 2011
13 posts
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The real rules of Monopoly. →
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Faces of guys jumping off diving boards. →
I am now almost ready to be a spy.
*googling* trench coat, black silk
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Hang the holiday rainbow lights, in the garden.
SO I’ve had this iPad since my birthday last August, and I’ve only just now started using it/actually realizing how awesome it is. I have only one question: why come when this pinnacle of technology is resting in my hands, I revert and download Snood and become re-obsessed with the game that is pretty much to blame for the 1.5 GPA I was awarded my freshman year of college? Not only am...
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I honestly can't figure out
how to write all day long and still support myself.
Wish #1: To redo the last 10 years.
Wish #2: To be able to stop thinking like that and just forge ahead.
In other news, am I the only one that thinks the name Fannie Mae is hilarious?
June 2011
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A tisket, a tasket.
It’s a Golden June. There is an unexplainable something about the light at 7pm in early summer; it’s an imp around every corner, it’s a yellow face behind your eyelids. It’s shady streetside oaks reaching into the sky, their branches meeting in an arch like fingers at a funeral. Bright birds land and shake them apart.
I have been practicing restraint, which is against the...
May 2011
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April 2011
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“When Gertrude Janeway died in 2003, she was still getting a monthly cheque for...”
– A pension promise can be easy to make but expensive to keep. Our special report explains why governments are in such hot water. (via theeconomist)
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March 2011
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AN EMAIL TO PJ DEBARROS
I need to brush up on my Spanish, because as I was doing research on Yerba Mate (which I have started drinking to replace my recently acquired habit of taking a Stacker in the morning- too expensive), I discovered that in South America, it’s treated as more of a social ritual rather than just a beverage. It’s brewed in a hollowed-out gourd and passed around a circle. The ritual has...
Currently
fighting the Under Toad
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