August 2009
19 posts
MJ dance parties are keeping my life awesome lately. seriously, second dance party we started in a few week span? just getting a whole party going with dancing around a fucking coffee table. that’s all it takes. inhibition is for hipsters and pretention. sweat, move hips, laugh, flip your hair. just, seriously, feel the jams. the rest will come.
the universe has been meeting every ounce of...
this is a morning of solo dance parties, of mcdonald’s breakfast, of pressing foreheads to windows to get every last bit of sunshine. as of 11, this is all second to class and homework. well, technically it should be. but you all know how i feel about that.
guuuuys, i love learning but hate papers. and tests. i just wanna listen to people tell stories all day. and then re-tell them while...
according to johnny, jeanine and i are now "blues...
(via lauraloowho)
holla.
memphis = best place. ever. in the world. guys. really.
more later. reading until i pass out now. it’s the only thing i haven’t tried.
“People always leave because they wonder “What if…” Why doesn’t anyone stay for...”
– Anonymous (via woodenjournalism)
seriously
“Can’t give up actin’ tough,
it’s all that I’m made of....”
day 2
packing, cleaning, arranging for MEMPHIS. to the tune of chin up, cheer up.
when i woke up this morning, the sun was shining off all the surfaces, and then there was a sense of immediate to-do list. my feet did not hit the floor with all the gusto they could have.
but, yesterday is behind me, and that’s enough for now.
how difficult and sprawling and important. taking myself, throwing it against a wall, seeing what sticks. the first thing i did this morning was miss him. it felt like broken breathing. and it has to happen. i think. isn’t that always the kicker? does it have to happen?
it’s time for me to grow up on my own for a little while. and i hate that. but i know it at the same time, so surely...
incoherent vice: my thomas pynchon problem →
walkwhilereading:
paperbackgirl:
sam anderson reviews pynchon’s latest, inherent vice. glad i’m not alone in my distaste for pynchon’s writing style—v is one of the few books i’ve slogged through for weeks and eventually abandoned.
Really is a good article.
AH, my boyfriend really ardently adores thomas pynchon, and i’ve tried to read several of his books with no success on any count....
52books:
wheredidourlovego:
Marvin Gaye V. Bon...
“there’s been time this whole time. you can’t kill time with your...”
– david foster wallace, forever overboard
this story gave me goosebumps and left me feeling very, very specific. i’m just not sure how. unsettled, i guess? it was really fanstastic though. wowzers good.
