living abroad makes you a little more appreciative of the smaller things. and i'm not talking about appreciating the luxuries of your own culture, blahblahblah. it's not like i'm in goddamn taipei or something. (although, i've finally gotten used to the non-24 hour culture here ( Read more... )

it's been raining for days and all i want to do is lounge in an haphazardly open, ostentatiously yellow kimono and listen to neil young covers and soul music. occasionally stare out the window at the tree limbs swaying back and forth as the sky ruminates softly in the distance ( Read more... )

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this made me insanely happy on a friday afternoon:

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soviet-era russian version of winnie the pooh.

so ( Read more... )

All my friends are so talented. It's ridiculous. Like, every one of them. You too. It really makes me insanely content to think on that for a moment. I want to do more cooperational multi-media art shows. They're fun and I just love working with friends across artistic genres in general ( Read more... )

-plane fare back to london (i can get to a'dam again easy enough ( Read more... )

A beautiful commencement speech given by David Foster Wallace in 2005. I recently picked up a collection of short stories by him. He committed suicide about six months ago.
There are these two young fish swimming along, and they happen to meet an older fish swimming the other way, who nods at them and says, "Morning, boys, how's the water?" And ( Read more... )

i am totally, utterly, unquestionable in love ( Read more... )

#$(^%&$)^($&@@!$#%^*)*()&(*^*&%&@!!!+_:

spin spin spinning. i left my heart spinning in a windmill but i'll retrieve it soon enough.

god, i miss you all. every goddamn last one of you reading this. in all your fucked up glory.

god, i am swirlingglowingswimmingfloating in a purple bottle on the north sea.

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