17 4 / 2014
How I Actually Left Work Today
- 1: Are you really that concerned with beauty? Like, do you walk out your door and say "what an incredibly gorgeous hydrangea?"
- 2: Well, I'm a poet, so if I don't roll around in the grass whispering lines of Whitman at least once a day I think I lose my ability to write.
- 1: [Laughing] Wait, are you serious?
- 2: [Opens door, walks outside, yells:] A CHILD SAID, WHAT IS THE GRASS? FETCHING IT TO ME WITH FULL HANDS; HOW COULD I ANSWER THE CHILD? I DO NOT KNOW WHAT IT IS ANY MORE THAN HE.
10 4 / 2014
I’m about this close to dropping everything for a road trip. The nicer it is outside, the more time I want to spend with my windows down blasting albums I love,
25 2 / 2014
"What are you looking for in an apartment?"
oh, you know, the usual. I need a bathroom where the plug is close enough to the toilet so I can dry my hair while taking a dump, I need a living room roughly the size (but not necessarily the same shape) as a standard MMA octagon ring, I need enough windowless walls to set up a nauseating amount of bookshelves, and a kitchen made for someone who is under 4’ 11”. Oh, and it needs to be pet friendly. I have a capybara.
16 2 / 2014
so apparently when jrr tolkien was a professor on the first day of class he’d wait until his students were in the lecture hall and seated and starting to wonder whether they were all in the wrong room before throwing open the doors at the back of the hall and striding down the aisle reciting the first 50 lines of beowulf in old english so moral of the story if you don’t know anything about jrr tolkien aside from lotr you are missing out my friend