May 2009
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London was beginning to illuminate herself against the night. Electric lights...
– E.M.Forster, Howards End
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When Federico García Lorca was a student at the Residencia de Estudiantes in...
– D. Gareth Walters, The Cambridge Introduction to Spanish Poetry (Cambridge University Press, 2002, p. 186)
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The Whitsun Weddings
That Whitsun, I was late getting away: Not till about One-twenty on the sunlit Saturday Did my three-quarters-empty train pull out, All windows down, all cushions hot, all sense Of being in a hurry gone. We ran Behind the backs of houses, crossed a street Of blinding windscreens, smelt the fish-dock; thence The river's level drifting breadth began, Where sky and Lincolnshire and water meet. All...
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Acephalous: why writing a dissertation is like... →
“The best way to talk about academic work is baseball. This goes without saying.” My thoughts exactly.
This is the kind of support a 2nd year PhD student who loves baseball needs. Thanks, Acephalous!
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Stop, world:
B has just picked up my copy of Watchmen. And he’s reading it. Shhhh.
[Update: he just looked up and said: “this is good.” My face said: “told you.”]
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Baltimore as World and Representation: Cognitive... →
By Alberto Toscano and Jeff Kinkle, Goldsmiths College University of London
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The tangled web of Syriana →
Looks like I’m not the only one having trouble figuring out the plot details
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Maybe I’m too young to keep good love from going wrong
[…]
Too...
– Jeff Buckley, Lover, You Should’ve Come Over
[oh it still hurts]
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You do the maths #11
(22°C + sunshine + cool wind) + burrito lunch = good mood - [(hayfever + lack of concentration) + (antihistamine pill x 2) + too much coffee] = moody mood : work done today = X [ɯd83:2 ɟo sɐ 0 = x :uoıʇnןos]
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The first time I heard Bob Dylan, I was in the car with my mother listening to...
– Bruce Springsteen on Like a Rolling Stone (via scotty-ah-um: bonnaroo2009: fuckyeahtheboss)
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Followers, where are you based? I’m just curious - please answer below or reblog with your general location. Are most of you in Italy, in England or where in the world?
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Orlando (1992)
Princess Sasha: You speak French?
Orlando: A bit. But most of the English can't... don't want to speak other languages.
Princess Sasha: But how do they communicate with foreigners?
Orlando: They speak English louder.
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