Clearly respectable, thickly bespectacled.

gonna pass a law that says you can only eat cape cod kettle cooked sea salt and cracked pepper chips at the beach

a bad trait of mine is that i don’t read novels very often because most of the ones i read strike me as a little silly. even when they’re good overall, i feel myself bumping up against the prose or the dialogue. so many of the novels i wind up picking up are so overwritten and have haphazard characterizations! it’s so weird. maybe it’s a contemporary fiction problem. maybe it’s me. maybe it’s both.

y’all should be listening to cécile mclorin salvant btw. absolutely mind-melting vocals.

thought about the doggy in the window (the one with the waggly tail) and felt overwhelmed with emotion

saw anthony rapp and adam pascal in concert last night. pascal singing one song glory in front of me and sounding the same if not better than he did 30 years ago?? i wept.

me one hundred times a day: and sister you are so good at that

literally impossible for me to think about finding nemo without crying. fuck you.

my keaton > chaplin thing is maybe my most toxic trait honestly