is when I take a nap and get drool down my chin and on the blanket, making a cute little damp spot.
Return your internet crushes to the left, please.
Ode to Divorce — Regina Spektor
you’re eating something minty and you’re making that face that I love
You’re gonna cry, cry, cry and you’ll want me there,
It’ll hurt when you think of the fool you’ve been.
You’re gonna cry, cry, cry.It’s nice to believe, isn’t it?
in Pasternak’s house, there is no one.
in this house, there is no one.
but there is no future for this doorway.
besides, my garments afford me little grace with which to welcome you.
there are eight thousand things that have broken my heart—
the sink leaking for the third time
in as many days, for example.
my utilities take to heart the theory
that repetition can catch catch catch attention.
that has never seemed to work for me.
every corner reveals the lack of you,
but the cotton that surrounds my thought says:
have you left yet?
come say goodbye.
have you left yet?
come say goodbye.
There’ll be no one in the house
Save for twilight. All alone,
Winter’s day seen in the space that’s
Made by curtains left undrawn.
Only flash-past of the wet white
Snowflake clusters, glimpsed and gone.
Only roofs and snows, and save for
Roofs and snow - no one at home.
Once more, frost will trace its patterns,
I’ll be haunted once again
By my last-year’s melancholy,
By that other wintertime.
Once more I’ll be troubled by an
Old, un-expiated shame,
And the icy firewood famine
Will press on the window-pane.
But the quiver of intrusion
Through those curtain folds will run
Measuring silence with your footsteps,
Like the future, in you’ll come.
You’ll appear there in the doorway
Wearing something white and plain,
Something in the very stuff from
Which the snowflakes too are sewn.
Ecclesiastes 7:3
Sometimes I look up Bible quotes that have to do with how I feel. I don’t know. It’s like looking up stuff in a really comprehensive advice column.
Oh, no problem! Weirdly, I genuinely enjoy a good proofread. You’re going to do gangbuster.She did an asskicking proofreading job on my portfolio.
You can’t make every client they defend on this show innocent. Sometimes guilty people need defense lawyers too!
So this probably isn’t appealing at all, but I’m in kind of a bad place, and does anyone want a email with some dramz?


GPOYW: Halloween pictures finally. I went as Sally Jupiter, or Silk Spectre I, and my costume was comfortable and well-fitting for once, and in addition I got to wear a garter belt/stockings combo that made me feel like a 40s pin-up.
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