May 2012
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May 23rd
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Listenmpiedlourde: Billie Holiday - Time on My Hands ...
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April 2012
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“He that hath no beard is less than a man.” -Billy Shakes, Much Ado About Nothing
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“The lightning flashes through my skull; mine eyeballs ache and ache; my whole beaten brain seems as beheaded, and rolling on some stunning ground.” -Herman Melville, Moby Dick
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“she thinks, To each soul its hour. Like the anorexic Ellen West, Myrrha must surrender to a monstrous desire, to what ‘even the gods call [a] GIVEN’ of her existence; she races to comprehend and articulate her passion, a passion which, ‘if you do NOT resist it CANNOT be reached‘-and which, if expressed fully, will destroy her.” —Frank Bidart, Desire
Apr 18th
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“What is it inside me that makes me so crazy at 2 a.m.? I can’t blame it on alcohol in my blood when there isn’t any. It’s something worse. Something that poisons the blood and tips me when the night swells and I feel as if the whole sky were leaning against my brain.” -Sandra Cisneros “Never Marry a Mexican” from Woman Hollering Creek
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The Eight Kindes of Drunkennes
Written by Thomas Nashe, “Pierce Pennilesse” 1592 The first is ape drunke; and he leapes, and singes, and hollowes, and danceth for the heavens; The second is lion drunke; and he flings the pots about the house, calls his hostesse whore, breakes the glasse windowes with his dagger, and is apt to quarrell with anie man that speaks to him; The third is swine drunke; heavie, lumpish,...
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“And so it was because I could not help it.”
– William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying (via proustitute)
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Apr 9th
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Apr 8th
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Nerdgasm
How did I ever figure on walking away with any sort of a paycheck when working at a fabulous book/record store? I don’t know, but I sure as hell can get down with being paid to listen to the blues while scrolling through the endless possibilities of books and music to be ordered. My first day ended an hour ago, and I am still drooling.
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