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snapshot: life in the pai-light
freelance cataloger, librarian-slash-cartoonist-in-training, san francisco. it's july and i can see my breath. homemade indian food and buffy the vampire slayer alone in a crumbling victorian. buddy holly dance parties in the kitchen with the cat. when will i get a real job? next week, in the pai-light: reading crumbling underground comix at my ( Read more... ) -
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yea sooo this thang don't get no lovin'. it won't be getting it anytime soon. if you wanna know what i'm up to, check out my 365 tumblr.
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please please please let me sleep
watching the sky turn blue thru the slits of the blinds. oh god i feel like i'm dying. i turned the apartment upside-down looking for some painkillers. found a wicked suspish old bottle of something in the medicine cabinet. pray it lets me sleep soon. i think painkiller is a great word. KILL THE PAIN!!1!1 a bit melodramatic and a little ( Read more... ) -
goddamn Facebook wouldn't let me change my name, but
yesterday I got ordained as a ULC minister. your marriage can now be in my hands ( Read more... ) -
oh thank you thank you
I got a studio in the new building for this semester - pheww. I would like to invest in some fancy shmancy bubble bath shit. I have too much stuff and no energy with which to tame my piles of crap into a livable space. what the hell am I going to do with a Playmobile advent calendar? there's a woodchuck cider in the fridge, but the urge to eat is ( Read more... ) -
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Today I started to really throw myself into the study on diaries I'm doing for Dean's Book. I sat in Rao's Coffee for a few hours reading & taking notes & drinking Ceylon & listening to the Iron & Wine albums they were playing.
The Jonathan Safran Foer talk last week was really good. He was gracious, funny, and (I thought) very unpretentious. He ( Read more... ) -
There was a faraway look in his eyes
Back in Melrose, feeling very scattered & not really all here. I drove my entire family to the airport earlier this afternoon so they could board a plane to France. I'll be housesitting until 31 August ( Read more... ) -
Gone, gone, gone.
In London. The only good thing is that my hotel is about fifty feet from Kensington Gardens. Today I walked to St. Paul's in the rain, saw a sweet surrealist exhibit at the Tate Modern, and had a really good quiche. Tomorrow I think I'll go to the British Library and maybe some other things. I'm really, really tired. When I got back to my hotel ( Read more... ) -
I'm at Oxford,
Trinity is beautiful, my room is unbelievably cool, my next door neighbor has red hair, there is a Cadbury machine downstairs.
In conclusion: asdkdghgkdhgd.
