i wish i could be with my good friends in the comfort of castle doomsday right now
master, please guide me
i am not as strong as you
what would you have me do
That real good Ernest Hemingway love letter:
Dearest Pickle,
So now I’m going out on the boat with Paxthe and Don Andres and Gregorio and stay out all day and then come in and will be sure there will be letters or a letter. And maybe there will be. If there aren’t I’ll be a sad s.o.a.b. But you know how you handle that of course? You last through until the next morning. I suppose I’d better figure on there being nothing until tomorrow night and then it won’t be so bad tonight.
Please write me Pickle. If it were a job you had to do you’d do it. It’s tough as hell without you and I’m doing it straight but I miss you so I could die. If anything happened to you I’d die the way an animal will die in the Zoo if something happens to his mate.
Much love my dearest Mary and know I’m not impatient. I’m just desperate.
Ernest
(Hemingway referred to his fourth wife Mary as “Pickle.” That rules.)
I tried to find a picture of the actual letter. This is what I found instead:
Yeah that’s me chilling with Ernest Hemingway, James Joyce, and Franz Kafka. I am lumped into “I’m not impatient I’m just desperate.” Nice.
OK I did this once before on this godforsaken website, but that was years ago. Also I think I took it down because I was embarrassed that the post was like literally fifteen paragraphs long. So here is a list of my favorite Beatles songs. I am going to write down 11 of them in no order except maybe “I’m Only Sleeping” because that is definitely my favorite one:
- I’m Only Sleeping
- I’m So Tired
- For No One
- You’ve Got To Hide Your Love Away
- Girl
- Julia
- Yer Blues
- I’m a Loser
- Rocky Raccoon
- A Day In The Life
- Norwegian Wood
‘Rubber Soul’ is uh my favorite album of theirs . . . it’s real good.
Also here is a thing that makes the most sense to me right now:
“you know i can’t sleep, i can’t stop my brain / you know it’s three weeks, i’m going insane / you know i’d give you everything i’ve got / for a little peace of mind”
yeah baby.
originally ‘help’ was supposed to be a melancholy slow-tempo song
the lyrics are actually pretty sad if you listen to them
‘i’ve had a drink or two and i don’t care / there’s no fun in what i do if she’s not there / i wonder what went wrong i’ve waited far too long / i think i’ll take a walk and look for her’
yeah unfortunately my inadvertent catharsis from the fucking beatles catalog continues because these songs keep coming on
really good simple stuff though
My ex-girlfriend, who I haven’t seen in two and a half years, and who I have been talking to pretty much every day for six months, and who I was becoming friends with again, no longer wants to talk to me because she read an essay where I said I was in love with a girl who I can’t be with anyway.
If you see something here that resonates with you, or makes you think that I’m a big fucking moron (or both!), please say hello because I would very much like to hear from you:
To the guy in Virginia who says that I am probably a bad influence on him: Did you know I am in Virginia? Man I gotta reply to your email. You wanna hang out or something? Please don’t kill me. (Wait—maybe do kill me.)
To the nice woman who writes to me from Belgium, and who has beautiful handwriting and good taste in stationary: Please know that I have responded to your letter (on crappy paper!) and will put it in the mail this week. ☆ミ
(To everyone else: If no one else will be your friend, then I will be your friend.)
amen brother
kinda proud of this one ok
