book clubs on steroids
a bad idea is...
listening to Noah and The Whale’s most recent release on a cloudy rainy day. oh hey there seasonal depression, heeeeeyyyyyyy.
feng shui should be better termed as frustrating shit.
did you know...
if all new yorkers switched their light bulbs to compact fluorescent bulbs (cfl), they energy saved could power the entire subway system! (those of you who don’t ride the subway probably don’t care, but in that case, then you probably aren’t my friend either, let’s be honest).
why is breaking up so hard to do? especially when you don’t even really have those butterflies with another person (yes it is spring, thus the cheesy butterfly reference)? because it’s not in human nature to simply cut off ties with someone, especially when you’ve had more of an emotional and physical connection than normal. it’s even harder when you go from not really...
spring has sprung...
and i bought some really pretty daffodils today from Trader Joes. apparently, they are from England, where spring really sprang awhile back? needless to say, i have never experienced this season before, and now, i am thinking that it is smack dab tied with autumn…and might even win my heart wholeheartedly if this behavior continues.
awesome. this is probably the best thing that came from the film 2012.
many of the most interesting lives are non-linear.
it’s really scaring me right now how badly i want to go to texas in a few weeks. i never thought i would be caught dead expressing such a sentiment. but “south by” just looks so awesome this year. so i’ve given in (but i’m still not going).
“As an engine that drives fashion, film may have lost steam. But to fashion insiders, it remains a rich and constant reference point.” thank you for a beautiful article, Ruth La Ferla and the NYTimes.
does this make sense?
on cloudy, drizzly days, i wear hats. but do you know what i’ve noticed? wearing a hat makes things darker (i.e. under the brim, there is even less light). i still think I will wear them though.
can good coffee mean I am home?
it can in brooklyn.
Broken Bells, “The High Road.”
cool new music project. →
I long, as does every human being, to be at home wherever I find myself– Maya Angelou