HOLD ON TIGHT

HE SAID, MARIE, MARIE, HOLD ON TIGHT And when we were children, staying at the archduke's, My cousin's, he took me out on a sled, And I was frightened. He said, Marie, Marie, hold on tight. And down we went. In the mountains, there you feel free. I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter. ~ The Waste Land, "The Burial of The Dead", Eliot Friday, December 07, 2007 week in review "have we ever talked about your future?" "i checked up singapore on the map, so i would know where you were from. when i did, i realised, it was so far away from where i thought it was, and then i felt like a stupid american." "i'm sure there has to be a way out. have you talked to people? there has to be a way out." "you're coming back to the city, for me right? joking, joking." "i thought, i would rather waste two years of my life, than waste my whole life." "if you allow yourself think about it, the mark will only be deeper, like a wheelbarrow." "i had my left hip replaced, and then, now i will have my right rip replaced, well, just about time, right?" "we could make snow circles outside, you know, like crop circles?" "with all the snow, this would be my first christmasy christmas in new york, ever" "if he's well and recovered, that would be all that matters." "my sister had her hip replaced, and they put her hip replacement in the wrong way round." "if you need anything, anything at all, i would do it." "so the doctor put his hand into my cat's stomach, and pulled out the tumor by hand. all the organs had been dislodged, but the tumor came out. now my cat is part of a study, and whenever we walk into the hospital yard, he gets so much attention. he knows he's very special." posted by dawn # 8:13 PM Comments: Post a Comment << Home		[publishing] Publishers Weekly . Dystel & Goderich . New York Center for Independent Publishing . Association of American University Presses . Society of Children's Book Writers and Illustrators [people] clarisse . nurul . aunty zarina (ummi's bakery) . jeremy . pak . cyril . softblow . karen & kenny (booksactually) . eric . joel . [other loves] digitaljournalist . ballet dictionary . poetshouse . urbanwordnyc [me] dawn, singapore, new york city, ithaca. [yesterday] announcements! like engines snow under streetlight trauma and the heart breathe pretty the memory of a goldfish letter to yantai all of a sudden happiness [archives] January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009

HE SAID, MARIE, MARIE, HOLD ON TIGHT

And when we were children, staying at the archduke's,
My cousin's, he took me out on a sled,
And I was frightened. He said, Marie,
Marie, hold on tight. And down we went.
In the mountains, there you feel free.
I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.

~ The Waste Land, "The Burial of The Dead", Eliot

Friday, December 07, 2007

week in review

"have we ever talked about your future?"

"i checked up singapore on the map, so i would know where you were from. when i did, i realised, it was so far away from where i thought it was, and then i felt like a stupid american."

"i'm sure there has to be a way out. have you talked to people? there has to be a way out."

"you're coming back to the city, for me right? joking, joking."

"i thought, i would rather waste two years of my life, than waste my whole life."

"if you allow yourself think about it, the mark will only be deeper, like a wheelbarrow."

"i had my left hip replaced, and then, now i will have my right rip replaced, well, just about time, right?"

"we could make snow circles outside, you know, like crop circles?"

"with all the snow, this would be my first christmasy christmas in new york, ever"

"if he's well and recovered, that would be all that matters."

"my sister had her hip replaced, and they put her hip replacement in the wrong way round."

"if you need anything, anything at all, i would do it."

"so the doctor put his hand into my cat's stomach, and pulled out the tumor by hand. all the organs had been dislodged, but the tumor came out. now my cat is part of a study, and whenever we walk into the hospital yard, he gets so much attention. he knows he's very special."

posted by dawn # 8:13 PM

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