Thursday, March 17, 2011

Anne Roiphe.

"I would love only wild things. I didn't care if wild things tended to break hearts.
I didn't care if they substituted scotch for breakfast cereal.
I understood that art was long and life was short."

...
 "Artists were drinkers... I believed in the drunkenness of artists the way I believed in elephant's fondness for peanuts, or the lust of cats for mice."

...

"I am afraid of the things that happened in the dark.
He is not"

Her words are beautiful, I cannot wait to hold her memoir 
Art & Madness: A Memoir of Love Without Reason



Wednesday, March 16, 2011

♥ This:

Go to this and smile!

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

China Girl.

I was perusing through a book about great screen actresses and Gene Tierney was one. I've honestly never heard of any of her films, but when I saw her face I was blown away --she's BEAUTIFUL!

Then I felt bad for not knowing about her.


I am going to look for her movies.

Friday, March 4, 2011

Dermatophagia:

A form of obsessive compulsive disorder where the sufferer bites their own skin, especially around the finger nails. sufferers feel the pain they inflict, but the feelings of gratification and stress relief prevent them from stopping.

I've always thought I had some sort of OCD. It kind of sucks that I can't stop, and I've been trying. I am KILLING my fingers!

I'm doing it right now.


Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Falling up.

Today, I managed to fall up a flight of stairs. No joke.

I've gone back to my klutzy self. God help me.

(In my mind I was like "Cesar, please don't fall".)

It was sad.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Trippin' & Crashin'.

Today was an interesting day... I think the lack of sleep is finally getting to me. All day today, I was off in another world, tripping more than usual, crashing into more walls than I normally do, saying stupider things than generally come out of my mouth. 

It started last night, I think, I was talking to a friend... and it just spiraled into this awkward-ness that I caused. I didn't know how to get out of there, it was weird. It also helped that I don't have as tight and forward relationship I have with some of my other friends. The worse part... I didn't even remember saying some things... until I went back and looked over our conversation and I was like... 
"wow." 

Also, on television today, I heard that not sleeping enough drives a person psychotic. Hmm.... I don't know how I feel about that, I'm already somewhat mentally unstable, I just need the straight jacket to go with it.

Here's to hoping it's yellow!



Not... your best, Cesar.

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