Youthful Indiscretion
~A little sincerity is a dangerous thing and a great deal of it is absolutely fatal...~
Reading List
Perks of Being a Wallflower (Stephen Chbotsky)
The Line of Beauty (Alan Hollinghurst)
Invisible Cities (Italo Calvino)
Call Me By Your Name (Andre Aciman)
Breakfast of Champions (Kurt Vonnegut)
In the Skin of a Lion (Michael Ondaatje)
Slaughterhouse Five (Kurt Vonnegut)
La Comedie Humaine (Balzac)
Norweigan Wood (Haruki Murakami)
After Virtue (Alasdair MacIntyre)
The Grapes of Wrath (John Steinbeck)
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America's Got Talent: Abroad
My Deepest Apologies
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As Weeks Go By
Kerouac inspired ruminations on a clear evening. F...
Monday's Mainly
Cold
Genuinely Surprised.
An Audacious Evening
Working with Spiders
Q-Tips (aka Cotton Balls)
Winds of Inishowen
Sorry for such a turd entry yesterday but it was s...
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"...my poor heart is sentimental....not made of wood"
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
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