December 2008
65 posts
Continued
- Grandma: what kind of virgin did you want?
- Silence
- Grandma: they have different kinds.
for the third time in a week
someone has referred to p and myself in the collective feminine, as in “ladies” or, just now, “young girls.” given that p is a man in his late thirties, i really have no idea.
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Am reblogging this for the second time because I already posted a song today and I am feeling this. This is in my top 5 Christmas songs.
It must be Christmas time…
sweet! tumblr is so “ask and ye shall receive!”
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Tchaikovsky - Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy
“I mean, I’ve had some crappy kiffiyahs in my time.”
—p
evelyn waugh's last blog entry
dated easter 1965 (aged 62)
On Maundy Thursday appeared a notice in the paper under the heading ‘Death of former unionist MP’. I did not recognize this as Phil Dunne until Christopher Sykes told me on Saturday. He was my age. I last saw him just before Christmas, elegant, gay, and I thought how little he had aged compared with myself. He was completely selfish without an element of conceit or self-assertion, debonair, never boring, never morose; a finely controlled temptation to malice; chivalrous, with a sense of private hounour uncommon nowadays. Though I saw him seldom in late years, a deeply valued friend whom i shall miss bitterly.
evelyn died after easter mass, 1 year later.
his first blog entry is here.
i prefer the emails.
“Everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in the world, and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will ever love them, and that they will never have a decent night’s sleep again and will spend their lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that their circumstances will improve, but suspecting, in their heart of hearts, that they will remain unloved forever. The best thing to do in these circumstances is to wake somebody else up, so that they can feel this way, too.”
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Lemony Snicket, Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can’t Avoid
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last night was one of those, but the thing about waking someone else up is, it doesn’t make you feel any less lonely. it just means you’ve ruined another person’s night as well.
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