December 2009
38 posts
wonderous things about you: 2
you don’t mind if i shake my bangs to hip hop.
annoying things about you: 2
you watch the 72 minutes of megavideo before i can. how is a girl supposed to procrastinate for her international relations exam?
“i’m on the pursuit of happiness,
and i know everything that shines...”
– pursuit of happiness, kid cudi featuring mgmt & ratatat
things that remind me of my childhood:
- long-johns
- nescafe instant coffee (i started young)
- snowpants and figure skates
- supernintendo
- young frankenstein
- sitting on kitchen counters
- feeding ducks
- chickadees oh, my knees are aching, time’s escaping. fuck, we’re getting old.
“i’ve been out walking;
i don’t do too much talking these days....”
– these days, nico
wonderous things about you: 1
anytime, anywhere; we rely on each other, brother.
annoying things about you: 1
you listen to horrible music
this is how you know it's exam time:
- my eyes are glassy with a lack of sleep
- my coffee maker is permanantly humming
- i’ve got wool socks on
- i slept in my clothes from yesterday
- i am writing this
- my cupboards are getting empty
- my hands are covered in ink
- i am still writing this
- my hair has gone wild
- my computer hasn’t slept in days
- but neither have i
- i continue to write this
“‘round my hometown,
oh the people i’ve met
are the wonders of my...”
– hometown glory, adele
“but china’s not the same as chinatown…”
– chinatown, joel plaskett emergency
“too much alike to mark or name a place by
so as to say for certain I was here...”
– the wood-pile, robert frost
“a great man always remembers his debts. if he’s one down on you,...”
– a great man, luke lalonde
further than you know...
Just sign, just rewind, just leave and leave and leave me. You told me to tell you when to come back home. But I didn’t and I won’t and I can’t, but you’ll never know. Tell me when, just tell me when. Tell me when you’re going to come. Oh barnacle, I haven’t been right. Like sour grapes. And my hands are so cold. Always so goddamn cold, so cold I can’t...
“dote, dote in idolatry”
– oh, shakespeare
