"It’s a story about love. And all stories about love begin with a certain amount of rationalization."

Nora Ephron, I Feel Bad About My Neck (“Moving On”)

True→

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4-ever “Stevey/Stevy/Stevie” in over the phone orders. (at Calexico)

Deer Tick | Twenty Miles

Losin’ when I am not playin’ no games.

Losin’ when I am not playin’ no games.

Losin’ when I am not playin’ no games.

(Source: Spotify)

"I did an Internet search for quotes about life, and what it’s like, and I found life is indeed like a box of sardines (according to Alan Bennett), but it’s also apparently like: chocolates (Forrest Gump), artichokes (Thomas Aloysius Dorgan), pasta (Fellini), pudding (W.S. Gilbert), soup (Flaubert), an onion (Carl Sandburg), and a bowl of cherries (Erma Bombeck). There is a pattern here."

Scott Cheshire, ”Buoyant and Blue: On Jessica Soffer’s Tomorrow There Will Be Apricots“  (via millionsmillions)

(via nogreatillusion)

Re: Playlists

I’ve researched this thoroughly, and if your playlist doesn’t have at least one Paul Simon song, I’m probably not interested. At the very least, I will start to really mistrust your decision making skills, because why wouldn’t you?

Maylist Playlist →

A playlist for any of the following:

• sloppy puns and rhymes and language fun
• iced lattes 
• truffle grilled cheese with brie and asparagus (I know)
• bike rides over bridges, up and down avenues, and hell, anywhere else
• moving in with a boy and (you hope) never moving out
• red toenails
• using more semicolons
• mild soul searching (nothing serious though - 10 minutes a day MAXIMUM)

But those are just suggestions; it’s for anything you want it to be for, really.

Sometimes

- certainly not every time - but sometimes, when you’re fighting that particular migraine you get when you’ve been doggedly searching craigslist all day for apartments in between bursts of productivity at work, and keep seeing the same 3 listings dispersed over 50+ ads, only the address keeps mysteriously changing in every ad, and when you call the realtor on your lunch break to get your bearings re: where this apartment actually is, he informs you that he doesn’t even have any listings in that neighborhood, just off the Dekalb L (you know, that migraine), it might behoove you to just remove all the filters excepting desired neighborhood and just look for a while and pretend.

Because if pretending I’ve just signed on the West Village apartment with bay windows and a balcony and that everything will be fine is wrong, I don’t want to be right.

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When your Southern temperament gets a hankering for a julep on Derby Day, it’s best to get it one. (at Maialino)

"She was feeling the pressure of the world outside, and she wanted to see him and feel his presence beside her and be reassured that she was doing the right thing after all."

The Great Gatsby (F. Scott Fitzgerald)

(Source: wordsthat-speak, via wordsthat-speak)