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Don't worry, the Little Black Book of Great Importance isn't lost after all; it was just outSIDE the bedroom searched from top to bottom. Phew.
Yesterday a car ran over my sunglasses. Fear not, they cleverly deconstructed themselves in two places, thereby avoiding damage despite going directly under a wheel (WTF? magic?).
Fear, though, that the summer has been and gone. Sigh.
Fear also the parent that tries to hit you stupidly hard, for no apparent, but absolutely immediate reason, and praise the remote control that retaliates with Great Knuckle Pain.
Love: chocolate muesli bars and terrible music from childhood.
Dislike sentences such as: 'The New-Brutality Film is conceptually situated within the (false) binary of thinking about cinema as a mass of signs and meanings, and film as a primarily sensory and affective medium that signifies as a secondary process.'
Yesterday a car ran over my sunglasses. Fear not, they cleverly deconstructed themselves in two places, thereby avoiding damage despite going directly under a wheel (WTF? magic?).
Fear, though, that the summer has been and gone. Sigh.
Fear also the parent that tries to hit you stupidly hard, for no apparent, but absolutely immediate reason, and praise the remote control that retaliates with Great Knuckle Pain.
Love: chocolate muesli bars and terrible music from childhood.
Dislike sentences such as: 'The New-Brutality Film is conceptually situated within the (false) binary of thinking about cinema as a mass of signs and meanings, and film as a primarily sensory and affective medium that signifies as a secondary process.'