About Me
A displaced Brit desperately tries to navigate the post-college reality of jobs, bills, boyfriend maintenance, exploring a brand-new city, remaining nicotine-free, dreams and disappointments, and keeping the lid on her pot of craziness.
Location | San Francisco, CA |
Interests | travel, decorating my apartment |
Music | kate nash, muse, arctic monkeys, trashy euro dancetrancetechno |
Movies | the royal tenenbaums, bridget jones' diary, amelie, breakfast at tiffany's, some like it hot |
TV | project runway, top chef, the hills, arrested development, family guy |
Books | atonement, the executioner's song, mrs dalloway, lolita, daniel deronda |
Quotes | To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more. It is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. (Macbeth V.5.19-28) |
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Howdy Lily, just had to steal your comment virginity ;) Welcome to CB! x
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