February 2011
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January 2011
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I just had a near death experience
with some wild berry Skittles. I was just chillin’ on my couch, watching Cake Boss and I nonchalantly kinda tossed one into my mouth but a little too vigorously as it immediately got stuck in the back of my throat. I panicked for a second and stopped breathing, considering my options. Should I try and hock it up as one would phlegm? Should I swallow it? I went with the latter.
My life...
The truth about the world, he said, is that anything is possible. Had you not...
– Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian. (via)
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Like everything else in my life,
I feel mad conflicted and of two minds when it comes to connectivity. I’m not speaking technology here, but more like that concept of human connection, which tends to become more and more elusive as you a) grow up, b) become a writer who works from home and c) realise how most people fucking suck.
I know that last point seems kind of harsh, but it’s only half of me that thinks that....
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I am making my girl
a really amazing birthday gift, if I do say so myself. It’s going to take roughly the next 3 weeks to complete if I work on it every day, but will totally be worth it, I think. I can’t really reveal what it is because I can’t moderate her ear (eye?) hustling status, but rest assured, you all wish I was in love with you so that you could be the recipient of my gifts. Just ask...
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Letting the Dogs Out
mybiggestregretever:
My biggest regret ever is letting the dogs out and not telling anybody it was me. I’m sorry to everyone who got hurt.
[Male, 23]
Right, I know this probably isn’t meant to be as funny as it is, but it gave me a bit of a chuckle.
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The Neuroscience of Music (Frontal Cortex) →
psychotherapy:
Why does music make us feel? On the one hand, music is a purely abstract art form, devoid of language or explicit ideas. The stories it tells are all subtlety and subtext. And yet, even though music says little, it still manages to touch us deep, to tickle some universal nerves. When listening to our favorite songs, our body betrays all the symptoms of emotional arousal. The...
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If I can just be sort of uncomfortably earnest...
for a second, I have to say: there really is nothing like a broken heart. They come in many forms and for many reasons but my God, do they hurt worse than any physical pain could. They are physical pain, in a sense. I’ve run the gamut between physically ill to feeling dizzy and like I’m going to pass out to knowing that I’d rather cut my own heart out of my chest sans anesthesia...
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I mean, you know.
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