December 2011
29 posts
“Why don’t you throw something on and we’ll go to the movies?” “What would you like to see?” “You silent for two hours”
Dec 23rd
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Dec 23rd
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“You should be more tolerant” “No, I will never be tolerant of men with soul patches”
Dec 21st
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Dec 21st
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“He stretched an arm towards the door, adding with infinite compassion: ‘Go...”
– extract from One Day, by David Nicholls Pulitzer for this man, please!
Dec 20th
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Dec 19th
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Dec 19th
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Dec 19th
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For a minute there, I lost myself
I had a vision of a fire. A cigarette, smoke escaping, catching quickly to the old faded blue carpet. It would be all my fault. Letters from my mother, pictures of my father. There is no good place to store anything. I am forgetful, too lenient. Later, I always say, later.  The train pulls away, and there’s nothing more I can do but let it all burn down. It’s already gone. The winter...
Dec 19th
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Dec 18th
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Dec 17th
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“He looks like a gay David Bowie.” “What?” “I mean, if David Bowie could be more gay without actually being gay”
Dec 17th
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Dec 15th
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“He’s in that movie Face/Off” “Face/Off?” “Yeah, you know, with John Travolta and Nicolas Cage?” “That says it all really. No, I don’t know it.”
Dec 14th
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Dec 13th
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Dec 11th
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With our hoods up we sang to each other in the cold, huddled, then inside dancing, warm, your face smiling at mine screaming love. My hand led yours through the crowd. As I was leaving a boy stared me down, and it reminded me of you. I walked over and he said, smiling, “I just like looking at your face.” It was too close, too much. I insulted him without thinking, without meaning to,...
Dec 11th
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It's really fucking windy here today →
Dec 8th
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“I mean, I’m not the greatest lover of children.”
Dec 8th
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“Anyone whose goal is ‘something higher’ must expect someday to...”
– excerpt from The Unbearable Lightness of Being, by Milan Kundera
Dec 7th
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Dec 5th
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Today:
Without knowing anything about it, I read Endgame. For at least 3 or 4 pages, I thought the characters might be dogs.
Dec 5th
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“It’s gonna snow all week! But look how nice it is today.” “Yeah. So do you wanna shut the curtains and watch something?” “Yeah ok.”
Dec 4th
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Brad Wins →
Dec 1st
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Dec 1st
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Dec 1st
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Dec 1st
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Dec 1st
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This year
I’m just going to give everyone a copy of Alan Partridge’s autobiography. Doesn’t matter who.
Dec 1st
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