December 2009
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Things I require/desire for the holidays.
Black Books (the complete series)
leg warmers?
reusable pastry bags
a vacation
a new job (involving words, not cupcakes)
tall boots
time
sneakers (size 8)!
a Zu bracelet
Cloud Cult’s first (and only) DVD
waist belts
a vespa (powder blue with red seats)
… vespa lessons
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November 2009
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Long Island.
Do you remember back when you were sixteen? I’m heading back to the Island to see Brand New for the first time tonight. It reminds me of high school, back when a mixtape was all you needed to feel better after your eight-day relationship. Things are very different, even just a few years later.
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(Yes.)
I’m up early this morning so I can bake cupcakes for Thanksgiving dessert.
Then I have to go to work… where I sell cupcakes.
Did I bring this on myself?
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Who's your daddy? →
(via longlivethequeen)
Answer: Manson.
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An interesting idea. →
(via thelighthouseisanaccident)
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That’s right, children: Although technology has made it possible for us to...
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Advice.
Don’t ever watch Paula Deen make turducken while eating Chinese food. But in case you do, don’t then assume that it’s a good idea to wash it down with peanut butter & jelly smores.
(It’s not.)
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Never been... in Fight Club? →
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Read this because I wrote it. →
Racism and cinema and… my face.
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How not to plan a vacation.
Sarah: Oregon!
Me: But where is there to go... other than the Oregon Trail?
Sarah: ...
Me: I don't even know what there is to do there.
Sarah: Die of dysentery?
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I don’t hate people, I just feel better when they aren’t around.
– Charles Bukowski (via whetzell) (via parachuteshark) (via tweexcore) (via itsokpk)
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Read my review: A Christmas Carol. →
I kept my 3D glasses. They cost three dollars, okay?
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Weekend update: the real kind.
On Friday night, I went to see AFI with Kat. It was a real trip, to say the least. Despite my best efforts, I got kicked in the ankle repeatedly, got a lot of stranger sweat on me, and loved it. The whole setting was the same, but I really felt those three years. The ending was different and I don’t know how I feel about that. Regardless, it was an amazing show. Davey’s pants were...
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