December 2009
12 posts
Past has not passed...
I am currently digesting while listening to a James Blackshaw’s album named after one of my favourite books.
This is/has been an amazing Christmas.
My uncle made a surprise visit for Christmas. He lives in Sydney and I rarely get to see him. He’s so much fun and he really understands me. We always have so much to talk about. Lewis gave me a Pentax Spotmatic with a flash for...
“Didn’t anybody tell you how to gracefully disappear in a room?”
– Secret Meeting by The National.
Soil creatures.
Someone ran over a possum outside our house. I just arrived home from band practise, and it was there in the middle of the road, three small pools of blood swirled around the poor creatures soft, limp body.
I didn’t want to leave it there… it didn’t seem right. Dad helped me move it into the backyard so we can bury it in the morning.
Poor little thing. I hope death came...
Micachu and the Shapes - Vulture
Pure genius.
“Consider the fact that there are ways of dying that don’t end in funerals. Types...”
– Haruki Murakami - The New York Mining Disaster
“I write fiction. This is my first love. I’m working on a collection of stories...”
– Sufjan Stevens (via AAP, 2004) (via fuckyeahsufjanstevens)
“The unreal is more powerful than the real, because nothing is as perfect as you...”
– Chuck Palahniuk (via johannal) (via quote-book)
