October 2009
7 posts
“Her voice is full of money.”
– Jay Gatsby, The Great Gatsby
listening to "Hildegard Knef - Nichts Haut Mich Um... →
Nichts Haut mich um
…aber du.
Homemade hummus and a microwaved tortilla. Fabulous.
September 2008
14 posts
She’s got Bette Davis Eyes.
I know, I know, you belong to somebody else
But tonight, you belong to me.
Keep your love locked down.
I’ve got a heart of glass.
“You know you’re out of shape when you get tired from erasing something on...”
– Best Roommate Ever.
I hate Mr. Big.
What a weird way to kick me when I’m down…
Good first day. Most stereotypical professors ever. You could have picked them out of a line-up.
Women’s studies: Grey, curly frizzy hair, silver-rimmed glasses, deep throaty voice wearing a pink caftan and matching flowy pants.
English: Grey hair (more tame than W.S.), a grey suit, talking very passionately but quietly, losing her train of thought occasionally, lots of metaphors...
“Don’t you love New York in the fall? It makes me wanna buy school...”
– You’ve Got Mail (1998) - Memorable quotes
Anyone for Scrabble later?
Floor meeting was thankfully brief. New roommate watches my shows, praise Tivo. I think we’re going to get along. More tomorrow, lovely guilty television pleasures await, and a long night of sleep before I first encounter the 19th Century British Novel and a whole new crop of pretentious English majors and probably some familiar snobs. Oh joy.
Created a tumblr. We’ll see how this goes. Classes start tomorrow. Broke up with boyfriend. Should be an interesting year.
