Poetry and other tidbits.: Archive

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On fixing broken glasses.

 -Guy is sitting on stairs holding broken glasses, despaired expression on his face-
Me: Do you need help with those?
Guy: Yes.
Me: One moment. -fixes glasses using "stunning" ingenuity and a small screwdriver-
Guy: How did you do that?!
Me: With a screwdriver and practice. My glasses break all the time.
David -when I recounted this story-: You should have said, "I'M FUCKING HERMIONE GRANGER, THAT'S HOW."

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Set Fire to the Rain

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Watch

My brother gifts you all with his existence. EDIT: I’m deliberately playing the straight man. He’s my pupil in eccentricity, though the “body as temple” thing is totally his own creation.

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‎2011 is almost over. Inbox me something you've...

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On the Radio City Music Hall Christmas...

My dad surprised us by having bought tickets in advance. We actually celebrated Christmas in some shape or form. The show itself was one of the kitschiest, nay, the kitschiest thing I will ever see in my life. Rockettes, 3D video games, and dancing bears (those especially freaked me out), it had it all. I felt like I was on an tinselly psychoactive and just had to hold on for the ride. There...

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interwar: RA RA RASPUTIN LOVER OF THE RUSSIAN...