i'm in london...
and i am sicker than i have ever been. my lungs are in revolt. i’m trying to ignore the exhaustion and horrible rattle in my chest but it’s getting harder by the day. only me, i swear. ahhh….sigh
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2010-5-16) →
scarbroughfair: Radiohead, House of Cards
centophilia: youroldarchenemycatwoman: electric Be careful if you’re using your laptop via an adapter! I fried my Dell laptop in Vienna. Or, Vienna fried my laptop. Was a terrible event at the time, though I ended up reasoning that it was time for a MacBook. It was a good adapter, too. Be forewarned! yesterday i was warned about this by my hairdresser. one of the girls who works for...
thewayoftheworld: To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more. It is a tale Told by an idiot, full of...
ewokonline:cargohoo: The Clash - Charlie Don’t...
im getting used to the hair
now i want more. more drastic. more…something. he said he was going to “undercut it” and he did i guess, but i thought it would be shorter under there or something. and he really took a lot of the thickness out with that razor. i hate the razor. it makes my hair all splity and weird. i like it when he cuts it with scissors. anyway enough about the hair already. … wah. ...
i want a bob
i don’t know…it’s…um…well it’s gone. fuck me. i’m leaving tomorrow too!! shit. ah well it grows fast. he got all scissor happy and razory and..well…the undercut sounded cool at the time. i can barely notice it. what i do notice is how much LESS hair i have. it will be better after i wash it. i hope. sorry about the filth mouth. i am a little...
culturedscene: Simon and Garfunkel - The Boxer
cobwebs: wolf parade | yulia
I'm actually scared
I let my hairdresser have his way with my hair as usual. it’s gonna look “punk”. I’m getting an undercut. when i said Chelsea earlier I was kidding but I guess the universe heard me.
things that are happening right now:
i’m typing on a keyboard! (no phone posting for me today! i’m weening myself awaaaaay) i went to bed yesterday feeling the onset of a cold or something and woke up feeling assy, but i’ve been stuffing Cold FX into my face and i think it’s working on the advice of my boyfriend i have been “mentally packing” for about four hours. it’s completely confusing...
thewayoftheworld: In 1274, in Florence, a youthful Dante first saw the beautiful Beatrice. It was the first time in history anyone fell in love at first sight.
ewokonline: cargohoo: nedhepburn: Black Flag...
I’m selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I’m out of...– Marilyn Monroe
One of the advantages of being disorderly is that one is constantly making...– A. A. Milne
I’m like the Norman Peterson of my neighborhood Starbucks. I walk in and all the baristas yell “Cat!!”
(she said she is going to miss me! aw. love. I wanted to hug her but I held back. I’m shy)
my face is on fire
too much hot sauce.
..”Saigon” see? Martin Sheen’s voice, right?
everytime I hear the word Saigon in my head it’s not my own internal voice I hear, but Martin Sheen’s voice. the opening line from Apocalypse Now. one word really. “Saigon.” I just noticed that I spelled it Ho Cho Man instead of Ho Chi Man City a few days ago. I don’t proofread, as you know. Obviously. The reason I’m thinking about Saigon is Lan. She called me...
double decker buses
black cabs. shirlock holmes. tweed. marmite (ew). Prince Harry. kid sister. jolly good.
I used my phone so much today (pac man, frogger, baby scratch, etc. all very important stuff) that I blew out my left hand. the fingers are dangling limply. it’s weird. they look boneless. like noodles. catnoodlehands