This is a video of a hippo farting.
I hope you had a great week, folks - this is your moment of Zen.
I so relate to this. Not specifically with Murakami, but the sentiment. Maybe tomorrow I’ll mature.
(Source: fuckiminmy20s)
I think you’ve put me aside as someone you might love someday, but someday I won’t be available. Love me now.
B, I think yo and I live the exact same life. le sigh…
The thing is that “if you want” is different than “I want you to,” and sometimes, the subtext of “if you want” isn’t enough to make me want it. I’ve spent too much of my life subsisting on passive advances - making and taking them - and it always feels shitty when you’re lying against someone’s…
I don’t quite know why we’re getting started so early -like putting Christmas decorations up before Thanksgiving - recognizing the tenth anniversary of September 11th. Last year, the date crept up on me, and I didn’t realize until we passed a lawn at Pepperdine rolling with American flags, on our way to a hike in Topanga, that it was in fact September 11th. I don’t like calling it 9/11 because that term seems to too scandalous, too salacious, a headline constructed on thin, glossy paper, smeared across the cover of the National Enquirer. September 11th. Not 10th or 12th, but 11th. It’s not a holiday, nothing’s closed unless it happens to fall on a Sunday. Which, if I recall correctly, it has, for the past two years.
Perfect Sentiment, Thanks B
The first day in Weimar went well! Pretty sure I got the most creatively decorated room. I like the communal aspect of hostel living - for a cut in price and more human interaction, I am happy to share a room and clean my own dishes. After getting settled I had dinner with my neue Freund, David (quickly lost, as he left the hostel at 5 this morning.) With the help of some much needed sleep I tackled Goethes Wohnhaus and the Nietzsche Archiv today.
The quote posted was found on the side of a hotel. Others like it are on buildings all over Weimar. The writing of a culture’s ideas on private residences and other buildings, not only on state houses, speaks to German culture being a people’s culture, die Kultur des Volkes. The interplay of “old” ideas expressed in a “newer” ways speaks to how this culture, as a people’s culture, though having a constant core, is always becoming.
Die Philosophie ist eigentlich Heimweh - Trieb überall zu Hause zu sein.
or, roughly, Philosophy is actually homesickness - A drive to everywhere be at home.
That’s all for now!
Tschüss
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B- I sort of feel like this everyday…
It baffles and slightly disturbs me that there are women out there in the blogosphere who can make a career out of getting dressed in the morning, taking pictures of their outfits, and putting them on the internet. I should also note that I follow some of these websites religiously and…