Thorndon Fair today so my neighborhood is nuts. As much as I love art and crafts, I’m hiding in the house from the maddening crowds. Reading: Eat Pray Love. I’m Continue Reading →

Finished: Freedom by Jonathan Franzen. Finally! There needs to be a really, really good case for being 600 pages, and this book doesn’t have one. Also, I just found it Continue Reading →

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Reading: Freedom. It’s 600 pages, give me a break. Also: Official NZ Road Code. Watch out Wellington drivers! Online: Astonishingly Awesome, just love yourself, PostSecret. I <3 xkcd.  This is Continue Reading →

Reading: Freedom, Jonathan Franzen. Addictive. Also: Just Love Yourself, and, as always, FuckThisDepression. I’m thinking of you, Sam.I don’t know you but I feel like I do.       Continue Reading →

Reading: Lola, Elizabeth Smither and Hells Angels. Read: The Cry of the Sloth, Sam Savage Next: Freedom, Jonathan Franzen After lately wading through some rather soporific classics, I rather enjoyed Continue Reading →

Stolen from Fuck yeah, Wise words.

I realised after yesterday’s post that I said Howl changed my life, but after waxing lyrical on Ginberg’s brilliance I really failed to explain that comment. I guess really what Continue Reading →

“Hold back the edges of your gowns, Ladies, we are going through hell.” -William Carlos Williams, in an introduction to Howl. You’ve probably noticed I’m going through a bit of Continue Reading →

Finished: On The Road. Finally. Reading: Howl, Allen Ginsberg. Will write a seperate post on this because it’s insane and life-changing. Also reading: Hell’s Angels, Hunter S Thompson. This is Continue Reading →