January 2010
69 posts
When The Stars Go Blue, Ryan Adams
Best T.V Shows Ever
In list form, but only general order.
Arrested Development
The Office: An American Workplace
30 Rock
My So-Called Life
Curb Your Enthusiasm
Seinfeld
Freaks and Geeks
Chappelle’s Show
Black Books
The Thick of It
presidents:
dsfincannon:
Hazelton | Justin...
Dear Glasvegas,
You suck
Your drummer is retarded - sit down goddamnit!
Your singer is not, and never will be Joe Strummer; nor will he ever be anywhere near as cool as him
For the love of all who are not deaf, stop making ‘music’.
Sincerely,
Emma
A Sad Day for Bananafish
‘“But I’ll tell you a terrible secret - Are you listening to me? There isn’t anyone out there who isn’t Seymour’s Fat Lady. That includes your Professor Tupper, buddy. All his goddamn cousins by the dozens. There isn’t anyone anywhere that isn’t Seymour’s Fat Lady. Don’t you know that? Don’t you know that goddamn secret yet? And...
To Do This Term:
Pick a course.
Find a job.
Find a flat.
Read all the set English texts.
Be active in at least one society that I signed up for.
Leave campus more during the day.
Use the time I used this term on the internet to read books that aren’t on the curriculum.
Sort out summer plans.
fuckyeahthenational:
Doveman - The Best Thing...
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Come On, Come Talk To Me
After being in the library for ten or so hours (give or take, counting breaks), it feels like you know - or should get to know, the people around you - those who have also been there for an extended period of time. Welcoming smiles are exchanged when you enter or leave the room; empathetic smiles are shared when you catch someone’s eye. You become accustomed to mannerisms: a cough, a stretch, a...
Grounded, Pavement
Yes
Hey! Do you wanna spend the weekend of May 7th, in Paris, seeing The National and Pavement?
Ok, cool.
Phoenix, Lisztomania
This band is proof that I...
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A Mild Form of Worldly Asceticism? Perhaps Not
As a child, at the cinema I refused to eat my snacks before the movie started. I would sit beside my brother devouring his during the trailer, and I would feel superior and proud. I knew that when half way through the film I would be enjoying my sweets, he would be jealous and regretful of his haste.
I don’t like to listen to a new album until it actually comes out. I like to listen to it...
If squinting, Kate Winslet in this picture from Titanic looks like me (with a rounded nose)
Here, Kate Winslet looks like my best friend Luisa, in this picture from Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.
In anything other than these pictures, not one of us looks alike.
“A guy hunting foxes slipped on ice and accidentally shot himself in the head....”
– another text from my brother
So One Day In August
I woke up at 7am to buy tickets to see Them Crooked Vultures in Edinburgh. One day in December: I was ill in bed with an essay on Simone de Beauvoir due in. I could not warrant the travel expenses, the time it would take to get there and return, or the classes I would miss. This makes me the least ‘rock n’ roll’ girl ever. It was probably for the best. I got a fever that night;...
Pride and Prejudice
He walks onto the bus shakily and takes longer than most to move. A girl gives him her seat and goes to the back of the bus. He starts mumbling angrily at her as she walks away. She does not respond, he sits down regardless and everyone pretends not to notice.
Everybody loves a religious anthropologist
This is mostly for John:
I did spend a large proportion of the time surreptitiously observing him. I was on the right-his left, and would look up furtively past my hair. Sometimes he looked confused as people behind me did things which were presumably odd or suspicious. For a passing moment, he looked decidedly sad. Sad appears to be a simple word, and it is, but it is the perfect word to...
Unknown Legend, Neil Young.
As I sat in the...
“‘Whenever I’m about to do something, I ask myself: ‘Would an...”
– A text from my brother, with Dwight quotes from The Office. Stopped me freaking out.
“Don’t bother just to be better than your contemporaries or predecessors. Try to...”
– Faulkner (via owlswallowvowels) (via smut-to-go)
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Seinfeld, Snacks, and Subliminal Messages
Whenever watching Seinfeld I crave:
1) Cereal is obviously number 1. When not being consumed by Jerry, it can be seen ubiquitously in the background of his apartment.
2) A Sandwich (crisps and salad on the side) - the number one order at Monk’s.
3) Fruit - the staple of Kramer’s diet. Peaches, melon, mango, apples
(Kramer spits out his peach)
JERRY: Bad peach? KRAMER:...
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The Sky
The sky between the highest point of my view, and the sea - both of which appear to be the same colour, is composed of the softest, dustiest, pastel blues and pinks. Gradually, it fades to egg shell blue; the colour of Tiffany & Co.; a watercolour - heavy on the water.
Today has been an equally slow day. I should be studying. Lycidas is a pastoral; not relevant.
So. Central Rain, R.E.M
R.E.M’s decline...
“By the way, did you get my text about the Dalai Lama book? It’s for...”
– A text to my brother
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“We are lonesome animals. We spend all our life trying to be less lonesome. One...”
– John Steinbeck (via delgrosso)
Risk To Love
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Time to Waste
How does one come across the font ‘Gandhari Unicode’? With such a name you would expect it to be one of those weird and useless fonts that only people under the age of 12 use. Surely in the search for a formal font, finding it would require an arduous reading of the list - up until ‘G’ anyway. Why not just go for the standard ‘Times New Roman’ or...
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George, Paul, John, and Ringo (I Guess)
I think that your favourite Beatle says a lot about you, however, I’m not sure what. Even people who don’t like The Beatles - people who I regard as weird (yes John), have a favourite. Unfortunately, the Beatles rarely posed in my preferred order. I guess they didn’t know. So, in reverse:
Generally, girls like Paul; he was the ‘handsome’ one. Paul used to be my...
I Don't Understand
People who are religious
People who don’t love music
People who think it’s okay to eat smelly food on public transport
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There's No I In Threesome (Or Anything Else)
October 28th, 2009
According to Buddhist theory, there is no ‘I’ or ‘self’ in anything. With an hour to cover one of the most difficult concepts in Buddhism, he started the lecture normally. He was calm, cheerful and there was, as usual, a hint of excitement in his voice: “No self: arguments and analysis that lead to the insight that there is no available object of...
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Notes on The Self
I am persistent in trying to find out who I am. I surreptitiously (I think, or hope) try to find out what my friends think of me, without asking them outright (Hi guys! I’m sure you were well aware). Perhaps I should just ask, but then that seems incredibly vain. However much it is human nature to want to know yourself and what others think of you, most people seem to pretend that they have...
“I finally got around to reading ‘For Esme’. What a babe JD is.”
– Again, Kate.
90 Mile Water Wall, The National