how sally ride was survived by her partner of 27 years.. and how we felt deeply, profoundly, their closeness and their love

f's phrase of all-time:

hi everyone, my name is john stewart, and you're watching the colbert report

i cannot pick up a book since leaving school... there is no reason.
reading fiction deflates me..

perhaps i feel that i'm at an end of sorts.. that it will never be what it was

if it were not for our friend's birthday, i would have wept bitterly.. helplessly.. into my tea.. onto your shoulder

i'm right now deeply ashamed to be canadian; to be unwittingly involved in crippling sanctions and to know that already difficult lives become more so, every day, as a direct result of this disgraceful capitulation..

جانم

wishing you the happiest birthday

..how painful it was to read excerpts from mavis gallant's journal.. to be in the midst of such suffering expressed so plainly, articulately, beautifully..

how intensely she reminded me of you, moving through the worst of life with such grace... such incredible self-possession

there is something terrible and oppressive in my chest.. in my throat.. leaking

...waiting for the dam to burst

i wonder if turkey's political middle-ground is responsible for the emotional battlefield it has become on a personal level. from the beginning, it is the place where my heart is broken, mended, healed and cursed; the place where i remember, forget; the place i fear and love...

word of the day: rhizome

in bruges was even better the second time around; one of those movies that begs multiple viewings..