Month: November 2011

fell into the gap.



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life is surreal right now.
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currently, i do not have a job
nor am i looking for a job
(both, by choice).
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them:..you crazy?
me:..maybe a little?
them:..oh shit, she crazy.
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basically, for the next two months,
i’ve decided to pull a quarter life reset,
live off 3.5 years of day job savings
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& choose my own adventure.
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like always, any & all
i’m okay / you’re okay
wisdom / nota benes
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W…E…L…C…O…M…E….
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ps – a very big thank you to the 14th street apple store for supplying such fast, reliable, and totally free internet to mild mannered hoardes of midwestern moms, european dads, your best friend’s cousin . . . and me.  this post could not have been drafted without you.  additionally, an even bigger no thank you to time warner for cutting major east village cables and indefinitely slowing all of 7th street to something straight out of my abby728 at aol dot com dial-up daze.

real simple.


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“by fourth grade i was allowed to come home after school alone. it taught me a lot about keeping track of my keys and how to listen for the sound of my mom’s car in the driveway so i wouldn’t be caught with food in the living room.”

– on working moms

luuuuuuucy.


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where’s my
white collarless shirt
from fred seeeeeeeeagel?

for the record.


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i’m having
a terrible,
horrible,
no good,
very bad
monday.
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h…e…l…p……w…a…n…t…e…d….

that’s correct.


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paul newman once attributed
his and woodward’s lasting union to
“correct amounts of lust and respect.”

what a man
what a man
what a mighty good man.