February 2012
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Faces of Addiction →
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Completely Obsessed with This Album →
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listening to new Magnetic Fields on NPR →
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Cyndi comes home. <3
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So let's see
Welp. I am a bit bored at the olde workplace. Drinking tea and waiting for coffee. I’m trying to remember the weekend - and though many details have been lost I do remember having a good time.
I was EXTRA classy at the bowling alley and purchased 3 miniature sutter home zinfandel’s which were then jammed into my pockets for consumption throughout the night.
They lasted an hour....
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“I felt a tremendous distance between myself and everything real.”
– Hunter S. Thompson (via booksandrecords)
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“This morning, with her, having coffee.”
– Johnny Cash, when asked for his definition of paradise. (via thynameiswoman)
One More 50K Car and I'm Going to Lose It
I like where I live. I really do. There are cobblestone walkways and heavy brick buildings. There are hidden alley ways and cats in the windows.
Dads and moms alike walk their kids to school every morning, dog leash in one hand, blackberry in another. It’s all so domestic. All so pretty. Polished.
So. Self-conscious and intentional.
Smothered in self importance and designer labels.
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Travel Plans
Boston
Atlanta
NYC
California
Costa Rica
why god, why not now
Traveling makes me happier than almost anything else. I can’t wait to go, go, go. And, I think I’ll make 4 of 5 of these this year.
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There is an idea of a Patrick Bateman. Some kind of abstraction. But there is no real me. Only an entity. Something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours, and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable, I simply am not there.
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