January 2012
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St. Petersburg: Paris of the North or City of... →
When G8 leaders sit down in St Petersburg next weekend, the ground beneath them will silently groan with the weight of the dead. Known as “the city built on bones”, St Petersburg’s foundations sit above the skeletons of the press-ganged slave labourers who toiled to erect it. Historians believe the remains of some 100,000 18th-century serfs are buried beneath its wide Parisian-style avenues and...
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(that argument over the bar of soap!)
is an actual aside in the introduction to this book.
every time I sweep my floor it seems that the product is made up entirely of dust and pubic hair. certainly more pubic hair than I remember leaving on the floor and generally more than I feel my body is at all capable of producing.
sometimes I wonder whether someone else is secretly leaving their pubic hair in my room, but I’m pretty certain no one with access to my apartment is that...
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my Tumblr sex dreams are more like Tumblr sexual-tension, sexual-undertone dreams.
my subconscious won’t let me break the bonds of Tumblr-friendship!
my subconscious really ought to get laid.
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I’m quite intrigued by the parallels between the current state of the stories of Sherlock and the Doctor, both shows under the thumb of Steven Moffat.
they’ve both just faked their deaths and gone underground, so to speak, after a period of attracting too much attention and putting everyone around them in danger.
and I’m very excited to see where this takes them in the next...
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my opinion of mandatory employee review meetings changed drastically when I realized how nice it is to be sat down by my employers and be told in no uncertain terms that I am awesome and they want me to stick around forever and ever and oh, here is a nice little raise, too.
in fact, I want to have more meetings like these. can we do it once a week?
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I think I need some more decorative pillows.
I hope you know that all I want from you is sex to be with someone who looks smashing in athletic wear
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I really don’t understand the (new) people that Follow me, or their motivations.
I may have just accomplished The Monumental Task
I’ve got to listen through it a few times before I’m sure.
crushing on straight guys since the day I was born
at least this one is super cool and let me down easy.
straight guys in SF are a sort of double-edged blade. on the one hand they’re super cool and liberal and gay friendly and that’s great. but on the other hand they’re super cool and liberal and gay friendly and that’s super confusing because I mistakenly think they want to make out with me. and I Definitely want to make...
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tonight I did some sanding and made a bookshelf. it is not perfect (ergo I am a FAILURE) but it is pretty pretty. I still have to assemble the other shelf and finish them. I bought some tung oil to make them all pretty and stuff. never before have I finished the wood I build with. this is a step into adulthood.
no you can’t see pictures yet because they aren’t done and they...
I’ve begun to realize that my new favorite quirk of writing is the Subtle Capitalization of a few key words in a sentence.
I feel like it really conveys exactly the emphasis I’ve been looking for. not as annoying as FULL CAPS or as trite as italics, certainly much more elegant that the hideous underline and less blunt and textbook-clinical than bold.
it’s the perfect emphasis...
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it took me nearly 24 years to understand the...
empty bookstores are lonely bookstores.
sad face Jordan.
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I’m reading the manual to this router I got for christmas and there’s a Spider Man quote in it.
it refers to him as “the cartoon and movie character”
in other news, I’ll be building some bookshelves this weekend and the rest of my week can’t go fast enough.
I think I’m more excited about this than anything else in my life right now.
if a Cute Boy were...
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BAH HUMBUG
and that’s all I have to say about that.
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Sunrise bike ride with Joshua this morning
I need to do more Sunrise things.
because Sunrises are cool.
December 2011
61 posts
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I spent all day thinking about things and talking out loud to myself.
got some funny looks from strangers.
continuing the trend at home now.
except I’m the one giving myself funny looks.
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my nostalgia for Midwestern winters reached a new low this morning when a friend’s facebook status reminded me of the perils of ice on sidewalks.
for a brief moment in my mind I thought thoughts like,
“Oh! remember when you didn’t see the ice and slipped a little but caught yourself in a weird position with your arms splayed in an odd way haha! and then you looked around to...
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Books by numbers
This year, I read 36 books.
2 of these were books I re-read
Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell and Jitterbug Perfume
24 were fiction
7 books of short stories
15 novels
1 young adult book
1 graphic novel
12 were non-fiction
4 were on the city of Chicago
1 on San Francisco
3 were books of collected essays
3 memoirs
2 on music
1 book of poetry
4 were published by the...
2011 is almost over. Inbox me something you've...
absurdlakefront:
(via jesus—walks:hfml:bunnygloves)
the first 20 minutes of hook
sabastooge:
are the 20 saddest minutes in kids movie history in my opinion.
ditto.
just got back from a 4 person surrogate-family potluck-christmas (which was fucking amazing but I digress) at which there were 2 cameras and 3 iPhones present but amazingly absolutely no documentation whatsoever.
not anything.
the only evidence it happened at all is my full stomach and maybe some vague text messages from the planning stage.
I love living in the 21st century.
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“If you want to be somebody, if you want to go somewhere, you better wake up and...”
– ~Sister Mary Clarence~
“You get a phone call from your ex-husband telling you a beloved old friend has...”
– Kate Christensen has started a food blog. Kate’s my favorite fiction writer on the subject of food (and there isn’t a second place in that race), so I’m excited to read some of her non-fiction on the subject. (via thefeeling)
tonight I made candied yams and cheese sauce to fullfil a promise to a friend. then I spent the entire party playing card games away from the guests and trying not to flirt with a straight guy.
It was real hard.
like, I’m still not over him.
I got to be Uber-Bookseller today & I get to do it all again tomorrow and that excites me.