yet again,
a good tumblr url put to waste. i was also just starting to love my dash. oh well. it’s spelled out wrong anyway. my o.o.r. tumblr will still be up so i guess i’ll be on there. someday i may even make a new personal one. meanwhile, in an unrelated note, i find it pathetic how much some people have learned to pity themselves and irritate others while they’re at it. please, for your own good, buck up.
(btw i do know i can change my url, but that just risks opening the name up for grabs.)
Educational Colored Woodblock Prints / Tatebanko (Paper-made models) / Dress-up dolls / Unknown
文部省発行教育錦絵 おもちゃ絵 西洋人形着せ替え 絵師不明 1873年頃
“And it occurred to me that the voracious ambition of humans is never sated by dreams coming true, because there is always the thought that everything might be done better and again.”
John Green, The Fault In Our Stars (via bookmania)
(Source: goddamnitshawn)
somehow i feel proud of my little cup of tea. i suppose i understand now the bourgeois urge to photograph food. it’s just that consuming a meal or a drink feels somehow destructive of something— of its very form or shape, of the wholeness that is the result of some meticulous preparation. i would like to think of photography as a form of apology for having to devour something that was once nice and whole.
so pardon the hipster in me, but here’s my cup of tea in a photo using kundera as a background prop.
‘During a lecture the Oxford linguistic philosopher J. L. Austin made the claim that although a double negative in English implies a positive meaning, there is no language in which a double positive implies a negative. To which Morgenbesser responded in a dismissive tone, “Yeah, right.”’
Happy Birthday Charles Dickens!
maligayang kaarawan. binago mo ang buhay ko. c:
thesis revision: to fight murakami’s voice in my head. D:
Grammar is important, kids!
