Damn. I’m hitting the Theophilus London...
Last week I helped a friend move into her new apartment. Kind of. We promised ourselves after we did a lot of work we would take a break to get lunch somewhere. We hung a mirror. It took a while because a) we’re girls b) symmetry isn’t my thing c) both of us have tiny little T-Rex arms and the mirror was made out of lead or something. Then we both got super emotional and tired and drove to...
Things aren’t all so tangible and sayable as people would usually have us...– Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet (Random House, 1984)(via electrichoney)
I sat down to write today thinking that I would do a clever piece about how I have been sleeping in a bed with no sheets on it for a week, but after hitting the ‘delete’ button on my keyboard about 1,000 times I’ve finally resolved that I am not in a funny mood and I should just write about what’s been on my mind… since I have not been able to get it to shut up for a week now, and I would like to...
Being tender and open is beautiful. As a woman, I feel continually shhh’d. Too...– Zooey Deschanel
I recently got a LinkedIn account, not because I want to use it to actually find a job or an internship but because it’s getting increasingly awkward to go to my career advisement appointments with zero hard evidence that I have any concern for my future… and because the last time I went in there and said, “Not really looking for a job, I’m just in Rady classes to marry an MBA and lounge around a...