Bosnia

All women believe that some day something supremely agreeable will happen, and that afterwards the whole of life will be agreeable. All men believe that some day they will do something supremely disagreeable, and that afterwards life will move on so exalted a plane that all considerations of the agreeable and disagreeable will prove petty and superfluous. The female creed has the defect of passivity, but it is surely preferable. There is a certain logic behind it. If a supremely agreeable event occurs it is probable that the human beings within its scope will be sweetened, and that therefore life will be by that much more harmonious. But there is no reason to suppose that a supremely disagreeable event will do anything, except strain and exhaust those who take part in it.

-Rebecca West, Black Lamb and Grey Falcon

Ghostface Killahs

I've got a new (and for now, secret) project for Unhallowed Metropolis that makes me want to hear ghost stories that don't suck shit. If you believe you have one of these please email it to me so that I can co-opt your creativity for my own financial gain. Unsurprisingly, Victorian era ghost stories are most desirable.

I will now help inspire your morbid thoughts:

We know who our enemies are.

Over my (extended by snow) holiday break from work I had a great deal of time to sit around and listen to music under alternative circumstances. Consequentially I am rescinding my previous assertions that Neutral Milk Hotel's album "In the Aeroplane Over the Sea" sucks. In fact it is kind of awesome but requires more attention than I gave it the first time around having dismissed it as derivative post-Jeff Buckley indie rock. In fact, it predates or was conterminous with the early parts of that scene and is basically awesome.

Oh Comely

Natalie Portman's Shaved Head

Sophisticated Side Ponytail