Cellar Door
The first time in 4 months I can sleep past 7am

And there’s a construction crew tearing my kitchen apart.

The Bard makes it much easier to spot the guys worth keeping around. So thanks, Will.

Jane was different. We’d get into a goddam movie or something, and right away we’d start holding hands, and we wouldn’t quit till the movie was over. And without changing the position or making a big deal out of it. You never even worried, with Jane, whether your hand was sweaty or not. All you knew was, you were happy. You really were.
J. D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye
Fuck.

This is so much harder than I thought it would be.

Quarters and Coffee Mugs

It’s the little things that make me miss us.

Fuckshitdammit.

You’re not making this easy.

I will not re-watch The Reader. I will not re-watch The Reader. I will not re-watch The Reader. I will not re-watch The Reader. I will not re-watch The Reader. I will not re-watch The Reader. vI will not re-watch The Reader.

Re-watching The Reader…

Copying sonovabitch

Not cute. Not cute at all.

Cynicism meets masochism

Why is it that one of my all-time favorite movies leaves me entirely hopeless about life each time I watch it? An even better question, why am I watching it now?