February 2012
“Picking five favorite books is like picking the five body parts you’d most like...”
– Neil Gaiman (via emotional-algebra)
“The strength and calm of Senex cut through the ugliness. “It is only when we are...”
– A Wind in the Door Madeleine L’Engle (via susannahbliss)
January 2012
Oh Stats…how I loathe thee.
“Traveling is a brutality. it forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of...”
– Cesare Pavese (via emotional-algebra)
A cowboy rides up to a bar...
…and hitches his horse to the hitching post outside. He’s walking up the stairs to the swinging doors when he stops suddenly, and walks back down. He’s goes over to his mount, lifts up its tail, and (to the astonishment of the onlookers in the saloon) kissess the creature smack on the rear. The cowboy heads back up the stairs and through the swinging doors. He orders a beer, and...
I don’t have class until eleven, and I’m trying to persuade myself to get out of bed and do something productive. It’s a losing battle.
I love my iPod.
I also love: telephones, lace, oceans, paint brushes, turtles (specifically the sea kind), movies, photography, my camera, art, books, reading, mechanical pencils, paper, music, sticky notes, bubbles, chalk, water color paint, crayons, milk, Starbucks hot chocolate, take-out of almost any type, Rory Gilmore, water, summer, any quaint cafe, driving, thunder storms, soft cotton t-shirts, the smell...
I just love this song: The High Road by Broken...
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