black coffee
espresso w. citric peel
espresso macchiato
iced water w. lemon
ginger ale
Hefeweizen Bier
dark beer
dry red wine
mango juice
lychee juice
fresh-squeezed lemonade
pumpkin pie
cranberry-apple crisp
raspberry sorbet w. chocolate chips
mango sorbet
blueberry icecream
Cherry Garcia
chocolate chip cookies
cheese cake w. caramel drizzle
key ( Read more... )

Tonight I'm nostalgic for unpursued possibilities.

And I came across an old email, in which I used the word "felicitously."
Why am I no longer literate?

a cicada on my back
these boots
Avant-Garde: Experimental Cinema of the 1920s and 1930s
Origins Ginger Souffle
Hunger by Knut Hamsun
Tripping with Caveh

Is summer really ending? Every year I can never believe it.

"Over the next month or so, I listened to [Michigan] a few times, finding it modestly charming... But for me, Illinois was a breaking point, the place where I could no longer take Stevens and his music seriously. True, he doesn't make my skin crawl the way that Conor Oberst does, but oddly that's part of the problem. Oberst's strained hyper- ( Read more... )

I nix the last statement, as it like most livejournal declarations was too rash. But summer is complicated. It always is for me. It's not bad. It's just lazy even if I'm busy and lonely even if I'm surrounded by people. I guess I'm just not used to truly having my evenings and weekends, and as much as it's nice to have them, it's also a little ( Read more... )

I like the girl who likes tattered books and houses, espressi, toile, and arugula.

Definitive warm fuzzy highlight:

"Mercury Meulman- hmm... quizzical and very post-modern"

Cheney accidentally shoots fellow hunter

"Harry was in the line of fire and got peppered pretty good."

Damn. Damn. Damn. Most culturally fulfilling night in months. Maybe a year or more. Too much work for seminar, but in short ( Read more... )