Monday, January 09
No, you wouldn't.
- Lady in bathroom: When you first came into the restaurant, I thought that was your real hair!
- Me: It's not, but I like it so much honestly I'm thinking maybe I should dye it.
- Lady: Oh, I wouldn't.
wig
Sunday, January 08
As much as I love to drive, I hate the commute and every minute it steals from my life at home. But I love Los Angeles, and even in the dark — and it always dark coming home right now, and sometimes just barely light when i leave — I can’t stop looking at her.
This is what I see.
this is where i’m putting some writing i’ve been doing… follow there for all updates.
Reblogged from notafraidtomerge 
Saturday, January 07
“ ‘For instance,’ [Meryl Streep] says, forking at a bread-crumbed oyster, ‘we are taught about Benedict Arnold, the first traitor in America, but I’ve never heard—until I went onto the [National Women’s History Museum] Web site—about Deborah Sampson, the first woman to take a bullet for her nation. She was 21 years old in the Revolutionary War. She enlisted on the American side under a man’s name, wore boys’ clothing, was cut with a British saber across her forehead, and took a musket ball in her thigh.’ She’s a good storyteller, with a warm, urgent voice. ‘And her compatriots carried her six miles to the doctor’s, and he stitched up her head and she wouldn’t let him take her pants off—because he would discover she was a woman!’ So did she die of her wound? ‘No—she was very good with her needle, so she cut the musket ball out and sewed her own leg up and served another eighteen months. In 1783 she was discharged, went home and had three children.’ Sampson was granted £34 by the state of Massachusetts for exhibiting ‘an extraordinary instance of feminine heroism by discharging the duties of a faithful, gallant soldier, and at the same time preserving the virtue and chastity of her sex unsuspected and unblemished.’ Amazing story. ‘And I am 60 years old and I learn this story,’ says Streep. ‘I should have learned that story in the fourth grade. Because it helps you as a child to know that it is not just Paul Revere riding a horse and calling, ‘The British are coming, the British are coming.’ It’s not just Benjamin Franklin and George Washington and the battles won, it’s the bravery of all these people that are undiscovered, unknown.’
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“Meryl Streep: Force of Nature,” Vogue (via thatluciegirl)
i didn’t learn this story in 4th grade, but i was probably that age. thanks again, stories for free children and my hippie family for reading it to me.
Reblogged from yayponies 
Friday, January 06
Thursday, January 05
so LA. and also so true.
- Bryan: Do you know a person called [name redacted]?
- Rick: No. I don't.
- Erin: Who's that?
- Bryan: He's an editor. You just remind me of a person named that.
- Erin: You think he should know someone because they look alike. He's not a commercial actor.
Monday, January 02
life is long. this is how you know you’ve found the right person to spend it with.
it was a constant cause of marvel to me that neil looked at these determined and fiercely independent qualities and he not only withstood them, he not only tolerated them, he actually encouraged them. i’d fantasized for years that i’d someday find this person, who would hold me but let me go flying into the void, and simultaneously let me go flying but hold me, keep me tethered to the earth. and when i found him, true to my long-held assumption about what would come to pass should i find a human this miraculous, i actually clung.
therein lies the paradox and the proof that the “if you love somebody set them free” theory holds a hell of a lot of water. i cherish his tolerance of my freedom-obsession so dearly that i’m fearful of doing anything that would hurt him or disrespect him and the freedom he allows me. but it takes a fuckload of faith.
Reblogged from amandapalmer 
Friday, December 30
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