Don't shush me!

...because it's already happened in restaurants, movie theaters, and most recently, at a Broadway show.

At any given moment of the day, there are an infinite number of disconnected thoughts swirling around in my brain. This blog is an attempt at a semblance of peace of mind; a good night's sleep wouldn't be so bad, either.

Note: much of what I record here will be quotes and text messages because my entourage is damn amusing...y'know, 'imho'...
May 12
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You don’t have a soul.
You are a soul.
You have a body.
— C.S. Lewis
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May 11
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Books say: She did this because. Life says: She did this. Books are where things are explained to you; life is where things aren’t. I’m not surprised some people prefer books. Books make sense of life. The only problem is that the lives they make sense of are other people’s lives, never your own.

Julian Barnes, in Flaubert’s Parrot (via jennabee)

Nail on the head.

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lomo:
We heart it / Visual bookmark for everyoneI’m a sucker for anything and everything Scrabble, i.e., I have Scrabble socks and a Scrabble sweatshirt.

lomo:

We heart it / Visual bookmark for everyone
I’m a sucker for anything and everything Scrabble, i.e., I have Scrabble socks and a Scrabble sweatshirt.
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Went to see David Mamet’s November yesterday.  Lots of curse words, even more laughs.  Nathan Lane is set to leave the show on July 13th; chances are it will close after that.  So you should definitely check it out if you’re going to be in the area at some point in the next two months.  There’s also a delicious little Italian restaurant right across the street from the theater.  Just mentioning.     
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B/c we often lament the fact that no one else gets our Wayne's World references

  • me: Just got in my car and Dream Weaver is on the radio. No one else would appreciate that!
  • bff: Does that mean you believe you can make it through the niii-high-t?
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I saved this image so long ago, I can’t remember where I got it from.  My bad.
I saved this image so long ago, I can’t remember where I got it from.  My bad.
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May 09
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seriouslythough:
Oh how I love this.Totally exacerbated by virtue of me being a Jew.

seriouslythough:

Oh how I love this.
Totally exacerbated by virtue of me being a Jew.
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If you get sick at the airport, does that make you terminally ill?
— my dad
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May 07
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We overslept. In the morning I watched him dress frantically, the way a drifter would (gray pants and shirt tucked in and tie and vest and brown wingtip shoes and gray sweater and red scarf and jacket: it was lovely). He looked up occasionally from his scrambling to give a big toothy smile. I made the bed and drank the orange juice he bought for me the night before. We left his apartment and tried to find a cab.

Modern Love: The College Essay Contest - New York Times

This is a really great article- please go read it. I don’t think there’s one of us here who can’t relate to it.

(via kaitziskin) (via peterwknox)

Ugh, so relatable.  I look forward to the other 4 installments.

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May 06
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-Amy’s Indian mattar paneer is pretty delicious.

-I Survived on the Bio channel is a sick show.  If you get the station, I highly recommend checking it out.  My bf and I watched a couple episodes last night and lo and behold, I see he just blogged about it 20 minutes ago.  Eerie.  Definitely stays with you.

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