February 2012
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January 2012
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“A proposal by New York City’s Department of Homeless Services aims to free up...”
– -nymag Right-o. Because obviously people who are homeless are too dumb and are just abandoning perfectly lovely homes. (via eoporto) Even better: “Shelter applicants who can’t provide documents proving they are homeless would also be ineligible.” 
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Lazy Self-Indulgent Book Reviews: A Serious... →
lazybookreviews: At all New York weddings, in lieu of Corinthians, there should be a brief staged re-enactment of the scene from “When Harry Met Sally” where Carrie Fisher and Bruno Kirby are in bed together, having just taken the disastrous phone calls from an overly-analytical post-coital H&S. Carrie Fisher:…
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December 2011
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brittwidgeon: Read More “Sorry we didn’t find a fuckin’ litter of krakens, Theon.” 
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whywebrokeupproject: On one of our first sleepovers you asked for juice before bed.  I saw you as a child from then on. On my first sleepover, I asked for soda before bed. Oh…not that kind of sleepover?
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Yeats.
thebookstheygaveme:                                        I told her I liked Yeats, and a week later, she gave me a copy of his Collected Poems. I thought this was odd, as of course I had a copy, he was my favorite poet. So I hid my copy. When we moved in together, she found my hidden copy. “Why didn’t you tell me you had it?” she asked. “Because I was so happy that you thought of me, this is...
Nov 10th
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Joyce.
thebookstheygaveme:                                                   We were going to read it together, page by page, and unravel it as we went. Together. And even though we would be at different schools, we would stay together, bound together by this book and the medium of words, of email and phone calls. We got as far as Butch Mulligan’s crusty razor.  That’s what young love is supposed to...
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