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“My wife passed away last January. We’d been married for 62 years. You caught me at a time when I’ve been thinking a lot about love because I’m reading Shakespeare’s sonnets. The definition of love is elusive, which is why we write about it endlessly. Even Shakespeare couldn’t touch it. All the greatest love stories just seem to be about physical attraction. Romeo and Juliet didn’t know ifthey liked the same books or movies. It was just physical. After 62 years, it becomes something different entirely. My wife used to say: ‘We are one.’ And believe me, she was not the type of person to overstate something. Now that she’s gone, I realize how right she was. So much of our lives were linked. We were very physical and affectionate. But we also shared every ritual of our life. I miss her every time I leave a movie and can’t ask for her opinion. Or every time I go to a restaurant and can’t give her a taste of my chicken. I miss her most at night. We got in bed together at the same time every night.”

[judedoyle]

Likable

My affection for Hillary Clinton is hard to explain. It wins no fights and earns you no friends to admit it: Actual warmth, even protectiveness, toward this impossible, frustrating, contradictory, polarizing, disappointing woman. My finding Hillary intensely “likable” is weird, and I admit it. It doesn’t signify universal approval of her decisions. I can and do disagree with Hillary Clinton, regularly and strongly. But some part of me also hopes that Hillary Clinton is having a nice day. 

I’ve come to believe that, in some ways, saying nice things about Hillary Clinton is a subversive act. I spent much of this year working on a long project on how women are demonized in the media. Hillary Clinton was a fairly large part of that story – she had to be; if you want to talk “women that people hate,” she’s kind of unavoidable – and I spent a while sorting through Clintoniana, dating back to the early ‘90s, to find nasty things people had said about her, or common narratives about her personality. It wasn’t pretty – the worst stuff for Hillary was way worse than I’d expected, and there was way more of it than I expected to find – but it was also illuminating, in some key ways. I got a better sense of the pressures that she has to live with, and how they’ve informed her decisions.

I also realized that, unless you really take a look at those pressures, the narrative around Hillary Clinton’s “likability” is doomed to be inaccurate, in some way. She might even be very easy to dislike, if you weren’t looking at those narratives, or if you underestimated their severity. But, in my experience, trying to parse Hillary Clinton without also parsing Hillary-Hate is like trying to drink water without touching the glass. As long as you refuse to deal with the container, the actual substance tends to stay permanently out of reach. 

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I did a rough cover of Slaves’ ‘Are You Satisfied?’ 

[commander-skimmons-deactivated2]

so I was thinking that mark ruffalo sounds a lot like mark buffalo, and then i decided that i obviously wasn’t going to be the only one who thought about this. so i typed ‘ruffalo the buffalo’ into google images and i found these…

i don’t know why but it made me happy 

[markruffalo]

I don’t know why but it makes me happy too.

[dustin-hendersun-deactivated201]

“I have a note on my full-length mirror that says, ‘There is not enough time for hating yourself. Too many things to make. Go.’"

- She Woke Up Like This: Tavi Gevinson by Petra Collins

[amodelairplane]

This lovely photograph is of the Group 14 Juilliard Drama Division ladies. My Mother is fourth from the right. Must've been 1987. Love, love, love this (Image belongs to Edith Frampton)

[amodelairplane]

As I was throwing up the last remnants of yesterday's undercooked pork in the train's loo, I was reminded of something peculiar young me used to do a lot; eat toilet roll. Now, obviously it's pretty normal (and kind of inevitable) for kids to ingest weird things but not die- i.e coins, glue, play dough, etc. So you wouldn't think that my weird-but-actually-not-so-weird habit of eating toilet roll would in any way be deleterious to my long term health and I should just let it go...but, as people, we don't actually have the proper enzymes to break down the cellulose in paper products...SO for the past day, i've just been continuously replaying this scenario in my head in which I die early and the pathologist has to tell my Mother that the cause of death is due to a heavy consumption of Charmin Ultra Soft.

[amodelairplane]

I met with a counselor (my university's subrogate pyschologist) the other day, and she asked me to describe my mania in specifics. Since it's kind of difficult to do that, I responded with this: "I mean, I guess I would describe it as listening to a lot of animal collective, painting my body, smashing things, and the occasional urge to garden." And then she said, "Right. Yeah...okay. I'm going to give you the GP's number. Have you heard of Zoloft?" You've got to be fucking kidding me.

[amodelairplane]

Today I dreamt that I'd quit art university partly because my new medication hadn't been working, and partly to become a software engineer, designing new technology for films specifically about Ariel Pink (yeah, I don't know). I'm awake now, but the advertisements Facebook personalises for me are frighteningly more accurate with online coding classes and nearby depression clinics.

[amodelairplane]

Chocolate-Strawberry Brownie Pie! Preheat Oven to 350 F The filling: 190g of high quality dark chocolate (i prefer ghirardelli/lindt!) 120g of flour 30g cocoa (unsweetened) 125g butter -at room temp! 1/2 teaspoon of salt 150g sugar (granulated) 3 large eggs (from an ostrich. only ostrich eggs. nothing else.) ^And one box o'strawberries to top off the brownie filling. For the crust: 315g flour 1 teaspoon salt 1 teaspoon sugar (granulated) 225g butter (cold and cut into squares) How to make the brownie filling: melt the butter and the chocolate together on low heat. Meanwhile, mix together your dry ingredients. When your butter/chocolate mixture has cooled, pour it in with the dry ingredients. Now add your eggs! Voila- a goddamn brownie mix! How to make the crust: add flour, sugar & salt to a large mixing bowl. plop in the butter squares. you'll need to knead (haha ;]) the dough, but just before, slowly add four teaspoons of ice water to the mixture. Now, get in there with your hands! Easy peasy. Now you have dough. Dat dough doe..Chill for at least a half hour. Roll out the crust when ready, and drape one layer over a 9 by 9 inch baking pan. pour in your brownie mixture! now layer with strawberries that have been cut. (try soaking them in honey or agave nectar before layering :]) now you're ready to roll over the second layer of crust. clasp the two layers of dough together and pinch it with your fingers to make a lil' twist design. give it a good last brush of butter over the top, and poke a few holes around. Bake for 60 minutes, or until golden brown. You'll want it to be a little bit gooey on the inside. (it's a brownie pie, we're not worried about salmonella. but definitely go to the hospital if you start coughing up blood.) Let cool for 30 min (if you can wait that long...) annnnd....ENJOY. :] -Lillian