monalisa*

bookworm slim, part I.

Thu, 29 Jul 2010 07:01:44 -0700

1. Do you snack while you read? If so, favorite reading snack?
I don’t like to. I hate getting crap all over the pages.
2. What is your favorite drink while reading?
I’m not that hardcore, but why not. Gimme a glass of sangria.
3. Do you tend to mark your books as you read, or does the idea of writing in books horrify you?
It used to horrify me until I got into active reading. If it’s a reference book or really philosophical, I’ll usually add my notes or underline.

4. How do you keep your place while reading a book? Bookmark? Dog-ear? Laying the book flat open?
Random scraps of paper. Or business cards & an NYC metro card. I don’t know why, but dog-earing irks me.
5. Fiction, Non-Fiction, or Both?
Both. Especially simultaneously. Good balance.

6. Are you a person who tends to read to the end of a chapter, or can you stop anywhere?
I’m slightly obsessed with finishing a chapter, especially with fiction.
7. Are you a person to throw a book across the room or on the floor if the author irritates you?
I’ve never experienced that type of response from a book. Maybe I need to break out my comfort zone.
8. If you come across an unfamiliar word, do you stop and look it up right away?
If my ipod or dictionary is near me, I always try to. I love learning new words. If not, I use context or underline it for later.

book survey by way of seaponies

“well, if a girl answers, don’t hang up.just talk...

Wed, 28 Jul 2010 19:13:45 -0700

“well, if a girl answers, don’t hang up.
just talk about her!” - vanity 6

this song is the shit. prince is hilarious.

i kinda miss “family business”.they’re such a...

Wed, 28 Jul 2010 13:13:43 -0700

i kinda miss “family business”.
they’re such a cute family.

quiet as kept.

Wed, 28 Jul 2010 07:12:42 -0700

yesterday, i handed out keys to doors i had kept locked away for the past decade.

i confessed my love & acceptance for the one that got away. i admitted wrongs & leftover guilt to my right hand. i shared my fears & paranoia with a confidante.

i revealed my “number” to a lover along with a dozen stories from my past, and watched as he painfully absorbed years & years of heartache, naiveté, mistrust, shame & confusion. experiments in all types of conditional love - from self-serving to unrequited - on a quest for the unconditional.

instead of finally convincing him that i’m as fcked up as i’ve proclaimed to be, he finally understood my extremes of aversion & surrender, sympathizing over my misguidance. encouraging the type of forgiveness i’d never allowed myself or anyone else.

i admit it feels odd traveling without my emotional cargo, but peace-of-mind is the perfect carry-on.

taken @ coloft.

Tue, 27 Jul 2010 17:10:45 -0700

taken @ coloft.

...or so she says.

Tue, 27 Jul 2010 11:02:44 -0700

i’m quickly approaching 25…a number that can’t be divided in half, thankfully. i feel like i’ve taken pride in splitting my life in half. like a fckn horcrux (harry potter, reference. move along, there’s nothing to see here).

being born on the cusp between leo & virgo. being being bicoastal. (struggling at) being bilingual. being left brained & right brained. being a freelancer & corporate workerbee. i even tried to train myself to be ambidextrous when i was little. i had a whole composition notebook dedicated to left-handwriting.

i long to feel as one whole, crisp dollar again. instead of two sides of an invaluable coin in a pocket full of spare change.

for once, i’d love to be indivisible. just me. not divided by 2, 3 or multiples of 5.

almost…

live the phrase “sky’s the limit.”

Tue, 27 Jul 2010 07:00:43 -0700

live the phrase “sky’s the limit.”

“behavior” describes any action an organism takes to...

Mon, 26 Jul 2010 19:07:47 -0700

“behavior” describes any action an organism takes to change the relationship to its environment.

so this is me, behaving.

gintel x me.

Mon, 26 Jul 2010 15:03:46 -0700

gintel x me.

what keeps me grounded.

Mon, 26 Jul 2010 11:02:45 -0700

what keeps me grounded.

"“Everyone must leave something in the room or left behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A..."

Mon, 26 Jul 2010 07:00:42 -0700

“

“Everyone must leave something in the room or left behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted. Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die, and when people look at that tree or that flower you planted, you’re there.

It doesn’t matter what you do, he said, so long as you change something from the way it was before you touched it into something that’s like you after you take your hands away.

The difference between the man who just cuts lawns and a real gardener is in the touching, he said. The lawn-cutter might just as well not have been there at all; the gardener will be there a lifetime.”

”

- Fahrenheit 451

Sun, 25 Jul 2010 19:07:42 -0700

this is what happens when you stop taking life so seriously. :)

Sun, 25 Jul 2010 15:05:42 -0700

this is what happens when you stop taking life so seriously. :)

and the award for best tumblr name goes to...

Sun, 25 Jul 2010 11:04:42 -0700

and the award for best tumblr name goes to...:

dontquityourgayjob.

the sims 3: late night. sure it’s a recycled expansion...

Sun, 25 Jul 2010 07:00:42 -0700

the sims 3: late night.

sure it’s a recycled expansion pack but needless to say…

can’t fckn wait.

by way of lucilletwo via shoesgasm

Sat, 24 Jul 2010 19:39:43 -0700

by way of lucilletwo via shoesgasm

by way of fuckyeahamywinehouse

Sat, 24 Jul 2010 15:39:00 -0700

by way of fuckyeahamywinehouse

Photo

Sat, 24 Jul 2010 15:27:42 -0700

“i got my feet on the ground& i don’t go to...

Sat, 24 Jul 2010 11:15:46 -0700

“i got my feet on the ground
& i don’t go to sleep to dream.”

- fiona

"The good writers touch life often. The mediocre ones run a quick hand over her. The bad ones rape..."

Fri, 23 Jul 2010 19:23:46 -0700

““The good writers touch life often. The mediocre ones run a quick hand over her. The bad ones rape her and leave her for the flies.””

- Farenheit 451