August 2009
Years ago, a TV sitcom called The Andy Griffith Show ran for seven seasons on CBS. Its star, Any Griffith, played a mild-mannered sheriff in a small town in North Carolina. His sidekick was Barney Fife, a bumbling deputy with a sweet disposition. Shortly after he left the show, Griffith had a dream in which he thrashed and pummeled his co-star. When he asked his psychiatrist about the meaning of this dream violence, the shrink speculated that he was trying to kill off his old image. I recommend that exact strategy to you now, Libra. Don’t actually wreak any real-life mayhem. Rather, see if you can have a dream or two in which you destroy a symbol of the life you’re ready to leave behind.
hahaha. oh my god. u.t. at #24. i wish there was something other than the burnt orange, though i gotta admit the burnt orange is pretty obscene when seen en masse in person…
(via GQ)
i’ve kept a fortune (from a cookie) at the bottom of the little bowl i keep favorite bracelets in on my dresser.
it is Soon, someone will be sharing your warmth
i would have just tweeted this (shorter, of course), but it’s so moony
NANCY to DEBORAH
3 November 1967
I say I’ve found the second hedgehog which I thought had been chased away. No- he’s been with us all along unseen unsung, in an only fairly cosy nest in the unused green house. So I’ve made him more comfortable. But I’m slightly off hedgehogs since reading that their brain development is very low- only a shallow groove between the lobes. I liked to think of a brilliant genius scuttling about my garden & dreaming of clever dreams all day & propounding extravagant theories as to how the milk gets to him in an apparently cow-less suburb. Nothing’s ever as nice as one thinks & here I am, landed with two halfwits.
how didn’t i know that tinsley & topper mortimer have been separated since january?
i guess because i barely read the magazines i used to, or any at all.
also, parkavenuepeerage sucks and only leaves me longing for socialiterank.
also, most people don’t care.
Leonard Cohen (F/lthyGorgeousTh/ngs) (via filthygorgeousthings)
to reflect on the fact that i bought all of this at target yesterday for $12-
- 90 sticks of eco-friendly/natural incense (in tea leaf & honey, blue sage & aloe, and grapefruit & white peach)
- 30 blank cds (check it, memorexxxx)
- a new pumice stone
so, to recap, 90 sticks of incense +30 blank cds + a pumice stone= TWELVE dollars
i am beside myself. really.
‘22’- Lily Allen
The months go racing by
And the years have wings” —from ‘chronos’ by nicanor parra