I don't feel like I have a lot to report about my life lately, but I am trying not to disappear. The first half of today was primarily characterized by being terrible and the second half included stressful financial errands, but also a really good bagel (chased with a donut, so that it took me until dinner to eat something that was not toroidal), driving a car for the first time in nearly ten years (around a parking lot, because I didn't want anybody to die, but it was surprising and reassuring how much I had not forgotten), making a double batch of brownies with a heavy concentration of chocolate chips and sour cherries, and curling up with
spatch to watch Howard Hawks' Only Angels Have Wings (1939), a late birthday present courtesy of Criterion's half-off sale last week. I truly love that movie and need to write about it one of these days. I need to do a lot of things, like sleep more and not be in so much pain.
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- 1: I do some of my best work in the British Museum
- 2: I made a deal with the devil, but I never got paid
- 3: How do you love? How do you solve the etiquette?
- 4: And I'm sorry that I forgot that binders don't go in the dryer
- 5: Trying my best to arrive
- 6: And where the arrow leads, you never know
- 7: The earth is too smart for us to break through
- 8: Cigarette, Alka-Seltzer, career to the back of the place
- 9: So can we say we'll never say the classic stuff, just show it?
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