October 19, 2009

Whoa!

I totally forgot about this!

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February 27, 2009

Advice to all: don’t get the flu. If you DO, don’t keep assuming you can do shit, and then try to do shit, and tire yourself out, and make it 100 times worse.

The only upside to it was watching a TON of episodes of The Wire, which is without a doubt the best television show ever created.

Going up to Asheville tomorrow. Hoping for some snow and looking forward to watching Maggie run free on her one-year anniversary of being my canine daughter.

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“ I think it’s far better to write something like, ‘On Sunday afternoons the Brickyard is forlorn. Only skate-boarders and dark-skinned foreigners on trips to the library momentarily dot its expanse.’
WHAT, REAVIS? (via amoamasamat) •
February 25, 2009
Puerto Rico Decides to Ship Wild Monkeys to Iraq - NYTimes.com
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February 24, 2009

I dunno if this is old but it was new to me and I laughed my ass off at the end.

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“Life and love are life and love, a bunch of violets is a bunch of violets, and to drag in the idea of a point is to ruin everything. Live and let live, love and let love, flower and fade, and follow the natural curve, which flows on, pointless.”

-more pearls of wisdom from my man D.H.

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There is love, and it is a deep thing
but there are deeper things than love.

First and last, man is alone.
He is born alone, and alone he dies
and alone he is while he lives, in his deepest self.

Love, like the flowers, is life, growing.
But underneath are the deep rocks, the living rock that lives
alone
and deeper still the unknown fire, unknown and heavy, heavy
and alone.

Love is a thing of twoness.
But underneath any twoness, man is alone.

And underneath the great turbulent emotions of love, the
violent herbage,
lies the living rock of a single creature’s pride,
the dark, naif pride.
And deeper even than the bedrock of pride
lies the ponderous fire of naked life
with its strange primordial consciousness of justice
and its primordial consciousness of connection,
connection with still deeper, still more terrible life-fire
and the old, old final life-truth.

Love is of twoness, and is lovely
like the living life on the earth
but below all roots of love lies the bedrock of naked pride,
subterranean,
and deeper than the bedrock of pride is the primordial fire of
the middle
which rests in connection with the further forever unknowable
fire of all things
and which rocks with a sense of connection, religion
and trembles with a sense of truth, primordial consciousness
and is silent with a sense of justice, the fiery primordial
imperative.

All this is deeper than love
deeper than love.

-D.H. Lawrence

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February 23, 2009

BLAAAAAAAAAAH IM DYING!

getting sick in witherspoon=easily the worst experience of the last 48-72 weeks

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“ They hope their lives together get better, they hope.
the final piece of narration of “When Good Times Go Bad,” which I was just watching on the Fox Reality Channel. This was in reference to a wedding reception that turned into a building fire.. twice •
February 22, 2009

oh crap

I fell asleep at like 8:30 last night by accident, and I just woke up at 2:15 am feeling like it’s morning. Now i have no idea what to do. Try to go back to sleep? Get up and have a hearty breakfast? Take Maggie to see how the other half lives?

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