Sigur Ros is my musical soulmate.
Adore, love, insight, strange, lovely, scary - repeat (like Murakami's writing).
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Saturday, September 27, 2008
the pictures in my head
Film as dream, film as music. No form of art goes beyond ordinary consciousness as film does, straight to our emotions, deep into the twilight room of the soul.
-Ingmar Bergman
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
completely nackered
Visit from momsy has included:
* multiple trips to fruit stands
* multiple trips to Target
* multiple trips to Post Office
* multiple mother/daughter tiffs
* multiple bottles of wine
* bowling
* trip to Sausalito
* me being completely exhausted
(another week to go)
us now
and in the late '70s
* multiple trips to fruit stands
* multiple trips to Target
* multiple trips to Post Office
* multiple mother/daughter tiffs
* multiple bottles of wine
* bowling
* trip to Sausalito
* me being completely exhausted
(another week to go)
us now
and in the late '70s
Saturday, September 13, 2008
love to pieces
Things I love this week:
the shaker exhibition at MOCFA
learning French form an old children's text (and Louis Malle films)
vintage swap cards from Australia
the shaker exhibition at MOCFA
learning French form an old children's text (and Louis Malle films)
vintage swap cards from Australia
Labels:
French,
louis malle,
MOCFA,
museum of craft and folk art,
swap cards,
vintage book
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
3 weeks vacation = 3 weeks of Malle
I'm ready to live in the movies for a couple weeks....before the new quarter starts. Tick - tock - tick - tock.
Friday, September 5, 2008
$17.04
This is what $17.04 bought me at the market this afternoon. My silly little feast. Mmmmmm-coffee crisp.
Let us all be happy and live within our means, even if we have to borrow the money to do it with
- Charles Farrar Browne
Let us all be happy and live within our means, even if we have to borrow the money to do it with
- Charles Farrar Browne
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Seriously, The Inbetweeners is immense!
OMG - only got through yesterday's final so I could come home and watched all my eppies of Inbeweeners. Love it.
.....that briefcase makes me wanna punch you
.....that briefcase makes me wanna punch you
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
sleep, moi?
I have never heard a Neil Finn song that wasn't exquisitely detailed and crafted. Lyricists are so amazingly clever. Yeah...I've listened to Fall at Your Feet like 7 times today.
I'm in a bit of a mood. I feel sort of evaporated, keen, tenacious and oddly warm all at the same time. Only 17 hours until my doom ie. final exam. I promise, I will not sleep tonight.
Whenever I fall at your feet
you let your tears rain down on me
Whenever I touch your slow turning pain
The finger of blame has turned upon itself
And I'm more than willing to offer myself
Do you want my presence or need my help
Who knows where that might lead
I fall.......
I'm in a bit of a mood. I feel sort of evaporated, keen, tenacious and oddly warm all at the same time. Only 17 hours until my doom ie. final exam. I promise, I will not sleep tonight.
Whenever I fall at your feet
you let your tears rain down on me
Whenever I touch your slow turning pain
The finger of blame has turned upon itself
And I'm more than willing to offer myself
Do you want my presence or need my help
Who knows where that might lead
I fall.......
Labels:
crowded house,
finals,
insomnia,
lyrics,
neil finn
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
mirror in the bathroom
sometimes I love getting fancified every morning.....and other days,
well....I just can't comprehend why I wholly bother at all.....
Nothing is so good as it seems beforehand.
- George Eliot
well....I just can't comprehend why I wholly bother at all.....
Nothing is so good as it seems beforehand.
- George Eliot
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