It is too hot to argue, and I am too depressed.

I love the asymptotic curves you brought in this week. My only piece of feedback is I think it would be really interesting if they touched

hurt and confused that the stepford wives (1975) was not the feel good film I was expecting

if I had a nickel for every time I arrived home to interrupt someone at the very beginning of robbing my house, I’d have two nickels, which isn’t a lot, but weird it happened twice, right?

my mental wellbeing is hinging solely on the standby plane ticket I have to return to europe at a moments notice and not much else

Lou Reed, music critic

If "Desolation Row" were the only song Bob Dylan had ever written, he would still be my favourite artist.

in my forgetting to turn on the oven for my souffle era

how will the people at the airport know i’m listening to brian eno’s ambient 1: music for airports the way it was intended to be listened to, at the airport?

unfortunately, synecdoche, new york, was the perfect film for tonight

I am the most tired woman in the world. I am tired when I get up. Life requires an effort which I cannot make.

sure hope goodfellas remains a cheerful and wholesome tale of the fun stories of the new york gangsters!

listening to nick cave, but exclusively in a wings of desire way

honored to have been born exactly 50 years after tom waits, I can think of no greater honor

cannot believe the number of losers and nerds at the 7pm showing of Bergman’s Fanny and Alexander.. just completely crowding up the theater like they have nothing better to do

likewise, cannot believe the number of losers and nerds crowding up tonights showing of jeanne dielman, do they not have anything better to do?