Monday, August 27, 2012
Sunday, August 26, 2012
what have you been up to?
- Cute dress shopping.
- So much running.
- Reading on the train. Someone please tell me what to read next. I need more recommendations to keep me busy. But recommendations that aren't biographies of civil war persons. Fuck that genre.
- Watching old, ridiculously hilarious episodes of Dawson's Creek via netflix. Do you remember when Joey Potter and Pacy Whitter competed in the Miss Windjammer pageant? Phenomenal television. My only complaint is that Paula Cole's "I don't want to wait" is NOT the song for the opening credits. It is some other lady singing some stupid song and I'm not impressed.
- A lot obsessed with, Das Racist - Booty in the air
- So much running.
- Reading on the train. Someone please tell me what to read next. I need more recommendations to keep me busy. But recommendations that aren't biographies of civil war persons. Fuck that genre.
- Watching old, ridiculously hilarious episodes of Dawson's Creek via netflix. Do you remember when Joey Potter and Pacy Whitter competed in the Miss Windjammer pageant? Phenomenal television. My only complaint is that Paula Cole's "I don't want to wait" is NOT the song for the opening credits. It is some other lady singing some stupid song and I'm not impressed.
- A lot obsessed with, Das Racist - Booty in the air
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Sunday, August 19, 2012
IV. The Morning is Full. by Pablo Neruda
The morning is full of storm
in the heart of summer.
The clouds travel like white hankerchiefs of goodbye,
the wind, traveling, waving them in its hands.
The numberless heart of the wind
beating above our loving silence.
Orchestral and divine, resounding among the trees
like a language full of wars and songs.
Wind that bears off the dead leaves with a quick raid
and deflects the pulsing arrows of the birds.
Wind that topples her in a wave without spray
and substance without weight, and leaning fires.
Her mass of kisses breaks and sinks,
assailed in the door of the summer's wind.
in the heart of summer.
The clouds travel like white hankerchiefs of goodbye,
the wind, traveling, waving them in its hands.
The numberless heart of the wind
beating above our loving silence.
Orchestral and divine, resounding among the trees
like a language full of wars and songs.
Wind that bears off the dead leaves with a quick raid
and deflects the pulsing arrows of the birds.
Wind that topples her in a wave without spray
and substance without weight, and leaning fires.
Her mass of kisses breaks and sinks,
assailed in the door of the summer's wind.
Saturday, August 18, 2012
diary #9
Lola. Age 8.
Seriously? "Allowed" spelled two different ways in the same sentence? No wonder I couldn't wear make-up. I could barely spell.
May 26, 1990
Today I am playing with Lauren. She's my friend. She's luckier than I am because she is aloud [sic] to have her ears pearst [sic] and alowd [sic] to have make-up on.
Seriously? "Allowed" spelled two different ways in the same sentence? No wonder I couldn't wear make-up. I could barely spell.
Epic Nerd Math
So today, I did a stats analysis of my dating history. (Of course I did). Please feel free to question my methodology and/or assumptions. I am happy to revise my premises.
Dating history:
53% legit feelings dating
40% nonsense
7% misc
Of the total pool:
Average relationship length: 10.92 months
Standard Deviation: 1.04 years (wtf)
Median: 11.3333 months
Of the 53% legit feelings dating:
Range: 2 months to 5 years
Average relationship length: 1.55 years
Standard Deviation: 11.28 months
Of the total pool:
0% marriage rate
33% married to others, with or without children
93% remain on friendly or reasonably-friendly terms
Conclusions: No clue.
Dating history:
53% legit feelings dating
40% nonsense
7% misc
Of the total pool:
Average relationship length: 10.92 months
Standard Deviation: 1.04 years (wtf)
Median: 11.3333 months
Of the 53% legit feelings dating:
Range: 2 months to 5 years
Average relationship length: 1.55 years
Standard Deviation: 11.28 months
Of the total pool:
0% marriage rate
33% married to others, with or without children
93% remain on friendly or reasonably-friendly terms
Conclusions: No clue.
Monday, August 13, 2012
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