Nightly exfoliating and face mask as a metaphor for everything, ever.
“So do a lot of guys come in here?” “Yeah, there are a lot of guys that tan.” “Always a plus.”
An anthology devoted to small boxes, such as chests and caskets, would constitute an important chapter in psychology. These complex pieces that a craftsman creates are very evident witnesses of the need for secrecy, of an intuitive sense of hiding places. It is not merely a matter of keeping a possession well-guarded. The lock doesn’t exist that could resist absolute violence, and all locks...
I rarely appropriate things from childhood (unless we’re talking about the childhoods of rich New Yorkers from the 1890s) but last night I used Mr. Bubble in the bath (the extra-gentle formula, double the recommended amount) and it was so good I’m currently trying to figure out how to turn my bathtub into my office.
“Hahahah you go to schoooooool!!!!” -A genius who Gets It.
On my way to school this morning, I saw a Corgi. On my way home from school (also this morning), I saw a rat. What does it mean?
I knew 2011 was a shitty year for movies BUT I HAD NO IDEA IT WAS GOING TO BE THIS BAD.
Watching the American Masters episode on Walt Whitman and calling it research for my project on the Fulton Ferry Historic District.
6h057: I’m not a racist because Smith College isn’t an ethnicity.
I had a dream about finding my glasses in a rarely-used purse and just now I was so sure, bordering on smug, that I was going to find them there. I didn’t.
I know, vaguely, that I’m not supposed to crowdsource, but can anyone recommend a decent-to-great Vietnamese restaurant on the Upper West Side? Saigon Grill at 91st and Amsterdam isn’t very good, and also there are always people protesting their labor practices outside, and I’m not about to regularly cross a picket line for a bowl of pho, you know?
“So if it’s that cold why didn’t you just wear jeans?” “I have a hard time wearing pants.” “Excuse me?” “They have to hit at exactly the right spot, right above the middle of my ankle, because I hate the feeling of pant material puddling around my shoes, and also I like the way exposed ankles look, especially on people who are short as I am,...
Bros behind me are getting ‘The Taming of the Shrew’ confused with ‘The Turn of the Screw’.
“I had really weird dreams last night.” “I had an erotic dream involving George R.R. Martin.” ”.” “It’s because I was reading his LiveJournal before I went to bed.”
Just thinking about that time Oprah picked Anna Karenina for her book club.
We are talking about Hunter’s Point in class and no one has brought up Hookers at the Point yet.
I want to compile a list of all the times philosophers (and laypeople, maybe, but mostly philosophers) have compared history and historians to common parts of a household. Like, that Nietzsche passage about history being the closet where no costume fits, and the Lefebvre thing about the dustbin, and probably others?
Elliott Smith as background music on American Idol.
“If you actually care about how you look, on the other hand, you’ll take the trouble to get it right. Sometimes a dress needs matching accessories: sometimes a red dress needs red shoes and a red bag. At other times neutral accessories are called for. But just because something is neutral doesn’t mean it goes with everything, it’s important to get it right. Renee had dyed...
“How do you, like, start to be a coal miner?” “I think I have to take a class or something.”
I’m OK with Woody Allen and I unabashedly love Roman Polanski but every time I hear ‘California Dreamin’ I feel squirmy, in a bad way. What’s up with that?
Does using a (clean, empty, fancy) Scotch bottle as a receptacle for flowers say ‘I’m charming and resourceful and I have good taste!’ or ‘I’m a drunk who buys her own flowers’?