The women your lover knew and loved and fucked and had wild orgies with before you are pieces of his life. He wants to tell you about them because he wants to deepen his relationship with you, to share things about himself that he doesn’t share with many others.
This is called intimacy. This is called fuck yes. When people do this with us, it’s an honor. And when the people who do this with us also happen to be people with whom we are falling in love, it lets us into an orbit in which there is only admission for two.
Let yourself be gutted. Let it open you. Start there.
I finally started watching series five and, well, it’s just not. And why is the first episode a crap remake of Mean Girls? And the Franky-with-a-gun-meets-a-mysterious-stranger scene? What the f was that? Also, those two grunge-punk-whatever boys, just no. Okay, done with the mini-rant. And with this series.
(Seriously, all I want is a crazed drug dealer and/or maniac gangster to go after the main characters. Is that too much to ask for?)
I wrote the little rant above about a year ago but I’m going to give season 5 another chance. Maybe I overreacted? Can it be that bad?
Delaware’s Past in Postcards
University of Delaware’s students have moved in for the fall semester…some of them into the following residences.
Warner Hall - ca. 1915
Kent Hall - ca. 1927
Brown Hall - ca. 1939-50
Kappa Alpha Fraternity House - ca. 1901-07
MSS Delaware Postcard Collection: dennewawome011, dennewawome006, dennewauniv004, dennewauniv074. Special Collections, University of Delaware Library, Newark, DE.
Spent 20 minutes on tumblr and now all I want to do is watch Being Human.
John Mitchell, Being Human
"Now is the dramatic moment of fate, Watson, when you hear a step upon the stair which is walking into your life, and you know not whether for good or ill."
— Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of the Baskervilles