le sigh.
sighicus.

Chaos is the craziness between one breath and the next.

Doesn’t work in Italian, though: sighco.

“You’ll probably move right through / Me on my way…”

A dark lit place: the empty shadows of spines and faces, down the silent entomed aisles. The shroud of a false form is removed, and pinned to an empty wall. Memories are cleared out, what’s forgotten swept away, and the rest is peace. For Orpheus knew it a mistake to look back, but at least then he will have seen what will be lost as he exits the underworld. And then it’s over.

“…I’m not paralyzed…”

I just worked here.

All natural cola is a cross between flat Coke and flavored carbonated water, with the best qualities of each.

I can't remember the last time I was so enrapt by a book that I couldn't wait for my legs to stop moving before reading, until I’m interrupted by P[]'s voice on my walk home, asking if it's Latin; I instinctively apologize that it isn't (even though he's clearly kidding with that K[]-tone where you have to force your mind to accept the possibility that he's not serious) and show him the cover, and he nods and says that I'll like his poems.

The monster loves his labyrinth.

I'm afraid to quote, because I have to pick one, and then what if I pick one that you don't like, and you don't understand why I like it. (But, you do understand. Because you like things too.) The other option is to pick one for me instead of for you, but that's like asking, what's your favorite 1% of this painting- and could you rush your decision before seeing the entirety?

“I see no changes…”

A whirlwind afternoon, forgetting the morning.
New conversations in the final hours at the gates of the castle, recounting rediscovered explorations.
The sudden sodden rain, danced through a world short an umbrella.
Identity, so desperately trying to be reestablished, before the ultimatum given.
The introduction or closure good host Present so wants to give between guests Past and Future.

“…But things change, and that’s the way it is…”

Metamorphoses

“…Things’ll never be the same, that’s just the way it is…”

Date Night is incredibly funny when the person with who one is seeing it, when responding to her roommate asking where she is going, inadvertently conflates the name of the movie as “Hot Date”.

"I just realized I was thinking of Hot Tub Time Machine."

It’s like the classic that we always kick ourselves over, for not being the person who does the obvious-in-retrospect acts of creation and distribution that we all should be capable of, if we just had a little more courage and a lot less shame.

An Open Letter to My Future Employer.

After every sentence, I wanted to say, I’ve thought that myself. And then I read the end and I wanted to say, I’ve thought that too.

Day 333
Human goes to work.
Human gets Hamster.
Human leaves work.

Exit interview, pursued by a hamster.

Current standings
1) Human
2) Hamster
3) Cat

“Are you working tomorrow?”
Yes.
“Are you working Friday?”
Yes.
“Do you know J[] and B[] are coming again Friday?”
Yes
“Do you want a hamster?”
<pause> Sure.

Take your hamster to work day.

There are 2 kinds of people: those who like brown bananas and those who like green bananas.

Primary goal: get out a quick and painless cover letter by Monday.
Secondary goal: get out a quick or painless cover letter by Monday.

I always include liking free food in all my applications.

“I’m out of time…”
Only one resource is not renewable.
“…I want somebody to speed it up for me, then take it down slow…”
Only time and what others do are beyond control.
“…If you want it, you already got it / If you’ve thought it, it better be what you want…”
Only by second-guessing a decision can what is truly wanted be known.
“…Sometimes I think what I need is a you intervention…”
Only fresh eyes see the obvious.
“….And that it’s good, by the way that you move…”
Only movement defeats inertia.
“…The road to hell is paved with good intentions…”
Only by considering motivation does consideration outweigh action.
“…Tick-tock tick-tock tick-tock / Breakdown…”
Writer’s block only becomes significant when some other choice takes precedent over the purpose of the words.
“…Only got 4 minutes to save the world…”

Epiphany: the idea of telling a story.

“She saw herself reflected in the store window & then the sun changed & she disappeared & all she could see was her eyes & she remembered thinking, I make a very nice floor lamp & that was the day she decided to quit her job.”

“A good bookshop is just a genteel black hole that knows how to read."

“Sometimes I get nervous when I see an open door…”

To skydive: with parachute strapped on, take a breath and a step, and come down to earth again.

“…Close your eyes / Clear your heart / Cut the cord…”

“Let's dance to Joy Division / And celebrate the irony…”

I hate songs that have dissonant components, unless done right.

“…Everything is going wrong, but we're so happy…”

I am especially excited about the “& Tea” portion.

Let the rest follow a seat and a sip.

If I ever run a British tea shoppe, it’s going to be called Passersby & Onlookers.

Punctuators Anonymous.

I have to restrain myself from adding semicolons in casual conversation.
I put a backslash in my resume.

Serve me up a Frosted Mini-Wheat, barman: heavy on the mini, hold the frosted.