unfortunately I’m back on beer and back on Spotify and have been playing with the crossfade. I Have Considered the Lilies blends perfectly with Diamonds and Rust

29 is a hard year, I’ll put it that way. The mental growing pains are uncomfortable. Not much feels gradual anymore

Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. I’ll say!

driving everyone crazy at work by once again playing the Heat soundtrack during our busiest time

listening to the Rákóczy March. oh my god

there isn’t a better band than The Bats, is there

went outside

you got time and I got money!

my daily music update is that I’m listening to Corpse Pose by Unwound

this email has found me crying to Prefab Sprout

relaxed day at work followed by a trip to the movies to see a nice, crisp 90 minute feature, walk home rich with the promise of tamales as the sun peers through its last clouds. perfect day in my eyes

the abundance of ingenuity we systemically waste on things that deliberately harm the richness or even tolerability of people’s lives plus the sheer desperation for us to do the opposite is really making it hard to stay positive out here

cannot wrap my head around anything today

Red Hook needs a movie theater

sublimating work stress by making a gigantic ass dinner

mood

sooo sorry I did not read the news today I was quite preoccupied watching Japanese ghost stories put to film by the great masters

miracles happen every day!

what do you call the stage of sobriety where every day feels like a unique challenge ultimately meant to punish as previously foolproof methods of escapism do not seem to be doing what they promised. what is that called

So sorry! my phone is incapable of participating in group chats. Strange, I know. If the group needs to correspond with me they can designate the coolest, hottest member to make house calls

February has been incredibly torpid. I’m tired, self-isolating a lot. Lotta screens. March will be a brazen month, doing unusual things, eating out, riding that MFing ferry again so long as the weather cooperates

lost some aura points today by revealing too much personal lore but gained them back with an Irish goodbye

Is it ever gonna stop? I guess that’s up to you

it’s as good a time as any to say I love Carrie Coon

I would like to know less about America

everything is slippery

typically I’m not too mad if the L misbehaves but tonight it prevented me from seeing Crash with a live score

“LET A SMILE BE YOUR UMBRELLA”

you think you’re deserving of my attention? get in line behind my 48,000 unread emails buddy

sometimes Maya lets me cradle her face in my hand for minutes at a time. sometimes she avoids my touch like they’re bullets in the Matrix. a minefield, this life

went to the Cloisters today

the academy is full of cowards- we know this but suffer disappointment every year just the same

covered with a warm blanket watching Twin Peaks while my cat makes biscuits on my thigh and I knit a new scarf using the softest material imaginable. transmissions from the deepest reaches of January

taking the thematic apperception test! stay tuned to find out what is wrong with me

The idea that people without children "have little stake in the future" is so bizarre. Does my dream of one day seeing a re-telling of Irish mythology using only Muppets mean nothing to you

The Brutalist aging like milk in my mind

Lynch news plus weird lingering GI issues from food poisoning I had earlier this week leaving me pretty raw internally

music on Tidal sounds so much better, my god. just listened to Machine Gun by Jimi and it felt like the first time 🤤

ending the year with crippling existential thought as per tradition. But I’m bringing Tarkovsky into the fold to ramp things up

lying about being sick to leave work early. a necessary evil and one of life’s great pleasures

Merry Christmas! I have already cried today

I'm not good at anything. I dont do anything. I dont know anything. But I know this: Certain forces are out of control

2 months no drink :-)

Just had the worst bao buns of my life. Pork overcooked, tiny piece of romaine lettuce, a single drop of spicy mayo. insulting on a cellular level

immaculate cooking

had to kill a rat at work today, but I also got to make biscuits so it was pretty much a wash

turning 29 on Saturday. absolutely ridiculous!

quite fatally I made plans at the crest instead of the trough of my self-confidence cycle alas I may be incapable of rising to the occasion

Armistice Day by Jesus Lizard SOTY