from @psuedo_catalyst on twitter

i honestly think jenny lewis is one of the best storytellers american popular music has produced

the other one i know is gonna sneak up on me one day is infinite jest. i just know it to be true. and honestly i'm probably due for a pynchon phase one of these days, too. so fucking sue me. but first: don quixote.

sometimes you just get the urge for A Really Big Book, okay, and if i'm not vigilant, one of these days it's gonna be that karl ove series my dad's so into, and you KNOW i'll wind up being obnoxious & pretentious about it. got to at least hold off until it's FULLY culturally irrelevant at least.

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this is a magnificent turn of phrase. wishing you luck in this endeavor!!

any recommendations for especially good english translations of don quixote? i'm having a yen to sink my teeth into something Extensive and i've never read it

nice to know i've at least still got it in terms of food service appeal -- i decided to give applying to theater jobs a rest today and look and see if there were any cool little barista gigs going begging, and i got a reply to my first chatty little cover letter in less that four hours

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probably nothing will come of it, but for some reason i am vaguely picking at what could become a ted lasso fic -- does anyone want to recommend me a team they could be playing, and one or two names of people who are on it?

luckily i still have sheryl crow in my hour of need

🩵 to quote the poet (cameron crowe), we are intrepid, we go on

my superpower is that when i get a job rejection i can use that energy to fuel sending off six new applications in the next hour and a half. unfortunately, this time around, this tendency has not yet managed to get me hired.

current quitting-my-job status: blasting Leaving Las Vegas and obsessively refreshing my email even though it's the middle if the night and no one's going to send job offer emails until business hours

the trouble with interviewing at a theater i've gone to and am on mailing list and calling lists for is that now i can't ignore any of their emails or calls in case ot's about a job, but all they want to do is sell me season tickets

just there. hanging out. there is truly only one star of this movie, but they gnaw on the scenery gracefully

yeah it's got a STACKED supporting cast that don't get a thing to do, it's kind of wild

me, to the cat, who is currently perched at the top of the wingback armchair, howling: why can't everyone just chill, Luthien?

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searching for a how-to on fixing a broken latch on a cd player, and every third comment on the reddit thread i'm going to says "download spotify" 💀💀💀

okay, fabulous! i will continue to do my thing & hope that the magic of Doing Something A Whole Lot will eventually kick in!

here is what reading music is like: you know that tumblr .gif of the two circles with the whirling colors in them and the way the colors are moving makes it look like they're crashing towards each other, but the two circles aren't actually moving?

since this is a hobby i am doing electively, for fun, because i want to, i have decided that painstakingly copying the name of every note underneath the notation is a cool hack and Not Cheating

my latest obsession: learning to play the tin whistle.

things my brief childhood flute lessons have prepared me for: different (keys? tenses? i truly do not speak music) of the same note based on breath intensity.

things i still cannot fucking do: read music

'same level of mutual fascination as when we were twelve but also i don't hate myself anymore' turns out to be a great wavelength to be on, who knew?

reconnecting with childhood friend has, so far, been really fucking cool? it's amazing to spend time with someone i knew before i was doing any of the things i think of as 'me' yet and still feel like we click into rhythm together as well as we ever did

luckily, reunion with childhood bestie was absolutely lovely, bcs i got two writing submission rejections today, also

nice to notice that i'm a lot more confident than i was when we knew each other, which was probably the nadir of interpersonal confidence on my personal history

i ran into this friend from early adolescence the other day, and so we've been making plans to meet up tomorrow, and this was the friend who was the coolest, i always wanted to impress her when we were kids, and it is the weirdest feeling, the sense that at this point, i'm the one making her nervous

my NICE THING this time of year is generally to spend some time near a body of water

If anyone can pitch in, I've met the organizer. The asylum seeker is from a country under sanctions by the US, and due to naming her nationality in her original crowdfunding campaign, those funds were frozen by that platform. Even though it's for someone trying to stay here, not send $ there.