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Sunday, April 13, 2008
overdue
In the completely opposite vein of my last post, I forgot to congratulate my older brother and, now, my future sister-in-law on getting engaged. Diana and Jeff, all my best. Friday, April 11, 2008
d-day
The other day I had a truly new and unique experience, one that reinforced a prevailing feeling I've been having - I played witness at one of my oldest friend's divorce proceedings. There is some kind of generational stratosphere, different circles mostly determined by age, into which I categorize the people that I've known throughout my life. This friend, belonging to the 5 year span of the oldest I know, has always counted on me to deliver in awkward circumstances such as these. What I remember from those few minutes I was being questioned is looking across the table at his now former spouse, someone I had known just about as long as my friend, and feeling the underwhelming banality. That these events happen every day, almost completely unnoticed. While the excitement of falling in love is well documented, and rightly so, the science and heartbreak of falling out of it seems reserved to Ryan Adams' lyrics. Not that I'm complaining, it's good music... What I came home with that day was a better feeling, the realization that there is no way in heaven or earth, that T and I will ever be sitting across from a long table in abject silence.
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permanent :joy division literature
breakfast at tiffany's :truman capote single
big casino :jimmy eat world
worthwhile
they're playing my songpop occulture i kan't spell dispositive pitchfork media oblivio
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