oh, man. July 28, 2008

Katie Jacob’s interview about season 5.
somehow the thought of house and cuddy having sex makes me vomit inside my mouth a little.

oops! July 24, 2008

sorry, guys, i’m busy getting a nice tan.

the last parade on ann st. July 19, 2008

there’s this beautiful site called The Ones We Love and everyone just has to see it. it is very inspiring in so many ways. and very very pretty.
daki kirjutas sellest esimesena.
the ones i leave behind.

and then i breathed. and stopped. July 17, 2008

Spike came forward and put her arms around me.
‘One day, tens of millions of years from now, someone will find me rusted into the mud of a world they have never seen, and when they crumble me between their fingers, it will be you they find.’
The Stone Gods by Jeanette Winterson

your name was water, with love July 17, 2008

ma olen viimaks ometi leidnud midagi nii head, et ma ei suuda seda isegi sõnadesse panna. ma absolutely armastan teda.
tema nimi on vichy classique with mint and lime.

but not in a lie and not in the opposite of what i can prove July 17, 2008

jesus christ, guys, i’ve just read some massive spoilers for the x files movie and let me tell you, it’s a good thing this movie didn’t come out ten years ago, because i would have died.
*died*
this is going to be epic. well, in terms of character, and it’s all i’ve ever cared about. it’s funny [...]

who didn’t cry! July 16, 2008

House season 5.

you said yellow with an o July 16, 2008

sadly, gossip girl does not have a decent script, but i refrain from rejecting the show solely for the pleasure of watching fabulous clothes on blake lively.

guilty as charged.

the original sin July 15, 2008

well, since i’m done with the office for now and i really wish there was more of it to watch, but it’ll have to wait till september. as will all the rest of my babies.
but –
i’ve gone over to gossip girl. it’s very very glitzy and shiny and feels like sex and the city ten [...]

if you want it, you should always say “yes” July 13, 2008

so i’m back.
and after everything else, to come back to this — it’s like trying to mend a broken videotape. the two edges will never stick, the scene torn apart between before and what hasn’t come yet. the dialogue will forever stay interrupted, words caught in mouth: yes, but that one evening you said you [...]