August 2011
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simone-eastman:
Angela: ‘what we talk about when we talk about preservation’ me: LOLOLOLOL ANGELA CARVER
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All of the old-timey Corgi photos I can find are pictures of Queen Elizabeth with various Corgi puppies, and as an Americanist historian I can’t justify hanging a picture of a monarch on my wall.
thenotes:
My position toward her was becoming impossible. What was I doing there? What was I doing anywhere? Banished from her kind, distant from my own, I was nothing—nothing at all. Even that wasn’t true. If only it were! How I longed for the simplicity, the purity, of nothingness! Instead I was a something—a restlessness blown by a wind.
Steven Millhauser, “We Others”
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I totally thought the ‘Straw Dogs’ remake was a joke until I saw the poster while waiting for the train tonight.
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“I feel like you have a really obtuse and kind of abstract personality, and your hair should vibe with that.”
“OK.”
I also need a not-ugly backpack, some well-designed notebooks, ‘sensible shoes’*, and a private library shelf in a nice part of Avery.
*The ‘welcome to the program!’ email I got yesterday actually said that I needed sensible shoes for site visits, and to please not ‘sacrifice feet in the name of fashion’.
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I need a flash drive shaped like a Corgi.
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“When did you move in?”
“A few weeks ago.”
“Awesome! Do you go to Barnard, too?”
”.”
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“Have you ever seen this?”
“I mean, the real question is why all of his girlfriends are dead.”
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“Christ—I mean, Blessed Jesus Christ—why did I think that right in the church, an impure and filthy thought right in God’s house. O my God I am heartily sorry that I have offended Thee and because Thou are so good, I will not sin again. Not a mortal sin, no, I never, only tried to break it up, teach her a lesson, didn’t do a thing. Act of contrition, that’s...
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Can someone who has watched Game of Thrones tell me if Mayor Carcetti gets naked at some point?
My kingdom for a teaspoon of allspice.
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rendit:
Hey, remember that one Cheever story? Good times.
Last night a finance bro (he referred to himself as a finance bro) told my roommate he was going to be in our neighborhood volunteering at a high school and did she maybe want to show him around, since he’d never spent any time above Midtown?
She said she’d love to but disclosed her relationship status (she’s taken) and he looked at her, looked at me, looked at the ground, and...
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It’s weird when people don’t know what toile is.
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I’m back on the grid.
“Should I wear my hair like this next time we go out?”
“If you want me to pretend like I don’t know you, yeah.”
Seeing photos of a girl you went to middle school posing on the Ozzy Osbourne documentary funeral-themed red carpet with her boyfriend, Nikki Sixx.
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“Looked at another way, the slap doesn’t merely withhold: the slap imparts. What it imparts is precisely the knowledge of greater power withheld. In that knowledge lies the genius of the slap, the deep humiliation it imposes. It invited the victim to accept a punishment that might have been worse—that will in fact be worse if the slap isn’t accepted. The slap requires in...
Sometimes you look into a cat’s eyes and think, ‘you were definitely a human in a past life/are thinking on a deeper level’ and sometimes you look into a cat’s eyes and think ‘you are just a cat’.
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I told Roommate about the thing where I get anxious and upset if I have to go to bars and restaurants without being able to look at the menu before I leave the house.
Last night I finally admitted to myself (and the world, I guess) that I have to put my glasses on when Phillies games are on at bars.
Then I fell asleep wearing them.
“I’d hit that.”
“You would?”
“Yeah, he’s kind of on the Martin Landau tip.”
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Actually, I take that back.
The actual napping was smooth but now I’m fussy.
Another successful Nap Club meeting.
To the Editor of the New York Times:
In view of the announcement in the morning papers of the attempt to fire my Museum last night, as well as other public buildings, I wish to state the following facts:
Everyday from sunrise until ten o’clock P.M., I have eleven persons continually on the different floors of the Museum, looking to the comfort of visitors, and ready at a moment’s...
Washing my hair really takes a lot out of me.
She gradually displayed a few marks of chastening. An unwholesome strain of choleric domesticity invaded her thoughts, a lesson learned. She had turned a corner, but not the one that led to cooking and housekeeping. She was making her way, as if by a private radar, to the interests of ownership. Swift, proprietary gleamings, a sense of things. Her eyes surveyed the books, the collections, like a...
“Who wrote that catching up is “having more wood in the woodpile than will fit into the furnace?” The internet is telling me it’s Oliver Wendell Holmes.”
Some people really understand how to get me to respond to emails.
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“Hey, after we’re done, do you want to walk over to the Irish Hunger Memorial?”
“Um, not really?”
“OK.”
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