The Crown Molding.: Archive

Smokers: When you’re standing on the street smoking, and you see a runner come by, do you feel bad that they have to deeply inhale your smoke when they’re trying to run?

Smokers who are also runners: How.

Runners: Am I the only person who gets really annoyed by this?

I know I don’t post much here anymore, but it’s probably because I internalize this stuff and explode daily.

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Jan 12, 201286 notes

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Jan 11, 201250 notes

You look like Garth from Wayne's world, but with black hair

So you mean, Wayne.

Jan 9, 201232 notes

Jan 5, 201246 notes

“The sister, Catherine, was a slender, worldly girl of about thirty, with a solid, sticky bob of red hair, and a complexion powdered milky white. Her eyebrows had been plucked and then drawn on again at a more rakish angle but the efforts of nature toward the restoration of the old alignment gave a blurred air to her face. When she moved about there was an incessant clicking as innumerable pottery bracelets jingled up and down upon her arms. She came in with such a proprietary haste, and looked around so possessively at the furniture that I wondered if she lived here. But when I asked her she laughed immoderately, repeated my question aloud, and told me she lived with a girl friend at a hotel.” —

The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald.

I’m rereading this book and I have noticed a few things:

1. I have no memory of ever reading this, yet I’ve written papers on it.

2. F. Scott Fitzgerald has the absolute best description of characters I have ever read.

3. I might start a tumblr of all of his character descriptions because they are so good, and still so relevant, because come on, we all have a “laughted immoderately, repeated the question aloud” friend.

Jan 4, 201250 notes

The Crown Molding.

January 2012

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