But finding his mind agitated rather than settled by this idleness, Montaigne began to write, giving birth to the Essays—short prose explorations of an amazingly wide range of subjects. And gradually, over the course of his writing, Montaigne rejected his stoical pessimism and turned from a philosophy of death to a philosophy of life. He erased Lucretius’s melancholy fatalism and began to embrace the exuberant vitality of living, finding an antidote to death in the most unlikely places—the touch of a hand, the smell of his doublet, the playfulness of his cat, and the flavor of his wine.

Saul Frampton. When I Am Playing With My Cat How Do I Know That She Is Not Playing With Me?

“When I dance, I dance; when I sleep, I sleep. And when I am walking alone in a beautiful orchard, if my thoughts are sometimes preoccupied elsewhere, the rest of...

akathisia and tardive dyskinesia

treacly - overly sweet. cloying, saccharine, syrupy · sweet - having or denoting the characteristic taste of sugar

stalwart /ˈstôlwərt/ Noun: A loyal, reliable, and hardworking supporter or participant in an organization or team: "the stalwarts of the Ladies' Auxiliary". Adjective: Loyal, reliable, and hardworking: "he remained a stalwart supporter of the cause"

dfu dont fuck up

cacoethes: an irresistible urge; mania

uxorious: excessively fond of or submissive to a wife.

su·per·cil·i·ous/ˌso͞opərˈsilēəs/ Adjective: Behaving or looking as though one thinks one is superior to others.

klatsch: a casual gathering of people, esp. for refreshments and informal conversation

byzantine: complex or intricate.

katzenjammer: the discomfort and illness experienced as the aftereffects of excessive drinking; hangover.

prevaricate: to depart from or evade the truth

pejorative: having a disparaging, derogatory, or belittling effect or force. deprecatory

autoschediastical: something that is improvised or extemporized.

Nobody sits like this rock sits. you rock, rock. the rock just sits and is. you show us how to just sit here, and thats what we need.

i dont know, but i have a possible theory. i think i have this thing where i need everybody to think i am the greatest, the quote unquote fantastic mr fox. and if they aren't completely knocked out and dazzled, and kind of intimidated by me then i don't feel good about myself. foxes traditionally like to court danger, hunt prey and outsmart predators and thats what im actually good at. i think at the end of the day im just, were wild animals, i guess we always were.

idioglossia: a private form of speech invented by one child or by children.

bonanza: a source of great and sudden wealth or luck.

I feel I'm walking through this, my life Paralyzed But this sweet frustration keeps me alive It seems like

I have died a thousand days Just to feel this quicksand And every movement is embraced By this sweet frustration

Pain From throwing my insides out Only to decompose Right in front of my eyes It seems like

I have died a thousand days Just to feel this quicksand And every movement is embraced By this sweet frustration

And someday My sweet frustrations will bloom

I won't die another day No more sweet frustration

I have died a thousand days Just to feel this quicksand And every movement is embraced By this sweet frustration

Rain turns the sand into mud Wind turns the trees into bone Stars turning high up above You turn me into somebody loved

Nights when the heat had gone out We danced together alone Cold turned our breath into clouds We never said what we were dreaming of But you turned me into somebody loved

Someday when we're old and worn Like two softened shoes I will wonder on how I was born The night I first ran away from you

Now my feet turn the corner back home Sun turns the evening to rose Stars turning high up above You turn me into somebody loved

I’ve got the new style, uh huh And I’m walking right down your street I’m on your speed dial, you know The one everyone wants to meet

I always tell you how cool you dress It’s cause I’m fashionably socialized You’re smarter, better, no, the best Just look at me

I’m a leader, I’m a winner, And I’m cleaner Cause I’m awesome I don’t need you cause I’m neato and I beat you Cause I’m awesome That’s right

They say I’m gifted, uh huh Well I’m a certified prodigy I’m gonna own you, uh huh I’m gonna bring you to your knees

I always tell you how smart you are It’s cause my brain is really supersized You’re an academic superstar Just look at me

I’m a leader, I’m a winner, And I’m cleaner Cause I’m awesome I don’t ne...

I'm in trouble I'm an addict I'm addicted to this girl She's got my heart tied in a knot And my stomach in a whirl

But even worse I can't stop calling her She's all I want and more I mean damn What's not to adore?

I've been playing too much guitar I've been listening to jazz I called so many times I swear she's going mad And that cellular will be the death of us I swear, I swear

And oh O-oh, o-oh, o-ooh Ooooh

I'm running my mouth Just like I got her But I surely don't

Because she's so O-oh, o-oh, o-ooh Rock 'n roll And out of my league Is she out of my league? Let's hope not

I'm in trouble I'm so cliché See that word just wears me out Makes me feel like just another boy To laugh and joke about

But even worse I can't stop calling her I love to hear that voice And honestly I'm...

If you close the door The night could last forever Leave the sunshine out And say hello to never

All the people are dancing And they're having such fun I wish it could happen to me

But if you close the door I'd never have to see the day again

If you close the door The night could last forever Leave the wine-glass out And drink a toast to never

Oh, someday I know Someone will look into my eyes And say hello You're my very special one

But if you close the door I'd never have to see the day again

Dark party bars, shiny cadillac cars And the people on subways and trains Looking gray in the rain, as they stand disarrayed Oh, but people look well in the dark

And if you close the door The night could last forever Leave the sunshine out And ...

whilom: former; in the past; erstwhile.

portmanteau - a blend of two (or more) words or morphemes and their meanings into one new word.[1][2][3] In linguistics, a portmanteau is defined as a single morph which represents two or more morphemes

half-assed/ half-aresd

nacreous: lustrous; pearly.

nepenthe: a drug or drink having the power to bring forgetfulness of sorrow or trouble.

mussitate: to silently move the lips in simulation of audible speech.

frabjous: wonderful, elegant, superb, or delicious.

subaudition - an act or instance of understanding or mentally supplying something not expressed.

jactation: a restless tossing of the body.

imago: an idealized concept of a loved one, formed in childhood and retained unalt...

"i figured he was warm like that because he still had his mother's love in him" -Lullabies for Little Criminals

I'm kind of tired cause you wouldn't let me sleep last night. I'm a reasonable man but I can't believe whats on your mind, And the past three weeks were the sadest weeks and the words you said oh made me weak. I'm out of my mind, I'm about to crack. So lets call this the comeback

I've been pushed around and I'm not gonna get pushed this time, yes this time is mine, And I can't believe whats on your mind And the past three weeks were the sadest weeks and the words you said oh made me weak. I'm out of my mind, I'm about to crack. So lets call this the comeback

Lets call this the comeback again Lets call this the comback Lets call this the comeback again Lets call this the comeback, The comeback, The comeback again Lets call this the comeback

Exploding noema: -It's a theory of psychoanalysis that describes the exact startling moment when the brain can't reconcile the difference between what should be and what actually is. -This is the precise moment your mind cannot differ between perception and reality.

sojourn: to dwell for a time; also, a temporary stay.

polemic a : an aggressive attack on or refutation of the opinions or principles of another b : the art or practice of disputation or controversy —usually used in plural but singular or plural in construction2 : an aggressive controversialist

pecksniffian: hypocritically and fervently affecting kindness or high moral principles.

handsel: first encounter with or use of something taken as a token of what will follow.

Machiavellian became a pejorative term describing someone who aims to deceive and manipulate others for personal advantage.

Machiavelli's insistence on being both realistic and ambitious, not only admitting that vice exists but being willing to risk encouraging it,

Blue come over Born a joneser And the cops roll out the radar And shoot devious grins Another day begins I want someone to know me Maybe tell me who I am Cause I've faced down my demons And cried out to a god A god I've never seen Lights And the world darkens around me Strange friends all surround me New ideas in my head start to burn Dropped out of schools cause of things I never learned And the world darkens around me World darkens around me I want you to love me Like you did before you knew me And I never thought there'd be any help For somebody like me A vacancy Sing And the world darkens around me Strange friends all surround me New ideas in my head start to burn Trust no one is the one thing that I learned And the world darkens around me World darkens around me Bring me the sun Slide off the moon Yeah, you better get home soon Slide off the moon There's no hope for people like you an...

nostrum: a questionable remedy.

Hogmanay: a gift given on New Year's Eve.

powwow: to confer

eleemosynary: relating to charity; charitable

replevy: to recover goods or chattels wrongfully taken or detained.

prosopography: a description of a person's appearance, career, personality, etc.

• (of a gift or sum of money) Larger or more generous than is usual or necessary.
• (of a person) Very generous.

proffering prof·fer Verb: Hold out (something) to someone for acceptance; offer.

gallivant: Dictionary.com Word of the Day gallivant: to wander about, seeking pleasure or diversion; gad.

zenith: a highest point or state; culmination.

A good man doesn't drink And I've been drinking alone So what does that make me?

My hands they always shake And no one's calling my phone So what does that make me?

And I know the kid with his guitar So drunk and anxious Has been done to death So tell me what hasn't I'll try it

Because I'm selfish enough to wanna get better But I'm backwards enough not to take any steps to get there

And when you realize it's a pattern And not a phase It's what you've become and it's what you will stay That's ballgame

'Cause I don't got room in my life for anyone else And I've driven away all the people that could help And I still don't even know what I need to do to fix myself

There's a clamp around my chest That tightens every time I lapse into Another sorry story

About my miserable collapse A bronze box ...

You're leaving me here, dear Alone with all your letters You're letting it go, no Like innocence and feathers You're putting it down Sounds slipping into songs You're leaving me here, dear Alone with all my wrongs You're pulling away Pray you're making the right choice You're pulling away Stay and listen to my voice To my voice

Sooner or later you will long When you wake you will see Sooner or later all the songs That make you shake will be by me Sooner or later all the throngs of feelings We used to appreciate will come rushing back

You're thinking about How you thought you knew me better You're looking around town And wondering how I met her You're pulling away Pray you're making the right choice You're pulling away Stay and listen to my voice To my voice

Sooner or later all the throngs or feelin...

I once knew a girl In the years of my youth With eyes like the summer All beauty and truth In the morning I fled Left a note and it read Someday you will be loved.

I cannot pretend that I felt any regret Cause each broken heart will eventually mend As the blood runs red down the needle and thread Someday you will be loved

You'll be loved you'll be loved Like you never have known The memories of me Will seem more like bad dreams Just a series of blurs Like I never occurred Someday you will be loved

You may feel alone when you're falling asleep And everytime tears roll down your cheeks But I know your heart belongs to someone you've yet to meet Someday you will be loved

You'll be loved you'll be loved Like you never have known The memories of me Will seem more like bad dreams Just a series of blurs Like I never occurred Someday you...

So your ex got a mansion where you kick it on the hill your boy comes to see you, he's your hollywood thrill he's a Spanish fly, bucks like a stallion in the suits that you got him, he looks more Italian you worry bout your tan when the weather's gettin clammy summer in the city and winters in Miami you get so high on the high life pills cruisin and boozin and rockin on the horse size pills you could even take more thrills you could even take more spills pills, thrills, chills and ills man, kills and rockin on the horse size butt's gettin bigger do you think he'll notice maybe? that's ok, don't worry bout it baby cause everybody knows he pumps you for your money that's alright, don't worry bout it honey in your itsy bitsy teenie weenie riding up your butt bikini keepin on the heels cause you're saggin just a teenie bit more than the girls he pretends he doesn't thrill rubbin on the lotion,...

shazam and pandora. love.

jimmy eat world "coffee and cigarettes"

amos lee sweet pea

Two Doors Down Mystery Jets

Giving Up The Gun Vampire Weekend

Lollipop The Chordettes

Breeze Apollo Sunshine

No Surprises Radiohead

Everyday Will Be Like A Holiday William Bell

Feeling Good Nina Simone

One Night On Earth The Veils

Rally Phoenix

I Hear The Bells Mike Doughty

Uprising by Muse

Classifieds by The Academy Is...

Living In The Past by Lee Bob Watson

Plainclothes Man by Heatmiser

atmosphere

the black keys

When she called my sneakers tennis shoes, I knew she was from the west coast, Or the best coast, Like she'd say and I had to disagree. -Green Eyes, I am an Avalanche

being grown up isnt half as fun as growing up, these are the best days of our lives. the only thing that matters is just following yourself and eventually youll finally get it right. saves the day

I'd rather walk alone than chase you around, I'd rather fall myself than let you drag me on down.

Dirty Sexy Nights in Paris

along time ago we used to be friends, but i havent thought of you lately at all

Mister Sandman, bring me a dream Make him the cutest that I've ever seen Give him two lips like roses in clover Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over. Sandman, I'm so alon Don't have nobody to call my own Please turn on your magic beam ...

and without other people you might as well be a zombie. -zombieland

"if you love him let him go, if you had to stalk him he probably wasnt yours to begin with" -crappy sandra bullock movie

Tonight, I feel ambitious and so does my foot As it sinks on the pedal, I press it to the floor I don't need a girl, don't need a friend 'cause My friend 'Lonesome's' unconditional, we're flying forever bored

For a moment I love everything that I see and think and feel I love my broken side view mirror 'Cause it's so perfect, I'm so perfect, you're so perfect, you're not here I hear the change in gears

My pile shakes as I hit 80 on the open road This is an open road song

The night is beckoning Although I have nowhere to go but home, feels good to be alone With every turn comes a new frame of mind If I could frame my mind, where would it hang?

My pile shakes as I hit 80 on the open road My pile shakes as I hit 80 on the open road My pile shakes as I hit 80 on the open road This is an open road song

The best way to compile inaccurate information that no one wants is to make it up. - Scott Adams

Few people can see genius in someone who has offended them. - Robertson Davies

Selfishness is not living as one wishes to live, it is asking others to live as one wishes to live. - Oscar Wilde

Never go to bed mad. Stay up and fight. - Phyllis Diller

I'm kind of jealous of the life I'm supposedly leading. - Zach Braff

Are you frightened by the weight you possess or- Is this life just weightlessness? Smoggy twilight in LA, I can't think of one real thing to say. And Robbie Williams is walking in the canyons, Forgets that we were friends. I guess it all depends on your mood. Why can't these meds be any damn good?

And she said- Why can't you be Like my waterpik shower massager? A sweet reliable machine. And to tell the truth I don't feel less alone, A water massager's the purest love I've ever known. Why can't you be like when i was thirteen?

Why can't you be like a art house foreign movie, Frank and sexy, red balloons, and ennui? And a loof to me and, Why can't you be a little more of a mystery? Why can't you be the part of me that's missing? Instead of leaving me for some other, Said we're perfect for each other, And I know we won't go spend our lives alone.

It's all in your mind, She said the darkness and the light The clock, it bleeds for you but you never got the time in right I woke you up and I slit the throat of your confidence And we laughed in the night, and I felt alright Woo

All hands on deck boys 'cause this ship was made to sink Your swabber salutes you now, but I know what he's thinking I woke you up and I slit the throat of your confidence And we laughed in the night, and I felt alright

Thanks a lot Thanks a lot Don't even know Thanks a lot

The clothes she wears mis-fit, and she's nervous when she speaks Her zombie mom and dad live in a separate house of freaks I woke you up and I slit the throat of your confidence And we laughed in the night And I felt alright

Thanks a lot Thanks a lot Don't even know Thanks a lot

When summer falls asleep And winter plucks your strings The colder that you get Makes you feel at home Build it up, tear it up, throw it out If I come round there now Would you be pleased to see me I wouldn't make much noise Just whimper to myself Build it up, tear it up, throw it out My head hurts more each time The drinking strangles me Believ in God, like hell Believe in hell, by God

you are neurotic and depressed that doesnt mean you are sad

What's a boy to do? These feet are stuck in daddy's shoes... Every time I dream, it fades away, Like disappearing ink.

Have you come to save me? Keep the sky from fallin' down? Cuz when I wonder where I'm headed, You keep my head up in the clouds...

Show me a day in the sun... Show me the way to your blue sky happiness. And when the rain clouds come to start a fight, We'll build a fort, and we'll build it just our size...

What's a boy to do? It seems my plans are fallin' through... Everything I build soon falls apart; Can't finish what I start...

Have you come to save me? Keep the sky from fallin' down? Cuz when I wonder where I'm headed, You keep my head up in the clouds...

Show me a day in the sun... Show me the way to your blue sky happiness. And when t...

When I saw you at the grocery store You were sharin a shopping cart with her And I couldn't turn and run away I didn't know what to say You introduced us for the first time And I had to look her in the eye But you could not imagine my surprise Can't you see? You're leaving me For an ugly girl Does she talk about politics? And all that stuff that used to make me sick Does she smoke cigars and stay up late Oh she's so great Does she tell you what you want to hear? And I bet that she could grow a beard I feel better thinking you were queer It's not fair I can't compare To an ugly girl To an ugly girl Lalalalalalalala Lalalalalalalala Lalalalalalalala Lalalalalalalala Lalalalalalalala Lalalalalalalala Hahaha the jokes on me I feel jealous and I feel mean She's so nice that it makes up for her face There's no way, do you have to keep your eyes closed Do you have to keep the lights down low? Oh ...

everybody's fine

falling down

solitary man

1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4

Give me more lovin' than I've ever had Make it all better when I'm feelin' sad Tell me that I'm special even when I know I'm not

Make me feel good when I hurt so bad Barely gettin' mad, I'm so glad I found you I love bein' around you You make it easy, it's as easy as 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4

There's only one thing to do Three words for you I love you There's only one way to say Those three words and that's what I'll do, I love you

Give me more lovin' from the very start Piece me back together when I fall apart Tell me things you never even tell your closest friends

Make me feel good when I hurt so bad Best that I've had, I'm so glad that I found you I love bein' around you You make it easy, it's as easy as 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4

There's only one thing to do Three words ...

the thought of growing into a person whose meanness and cynicism is cloaked in a kind of holier-than-thou brand of sarcasm that the rest of the world finds nauseating -the onion about growing up in nyc

skittling

women are successful in the business world because the business world was created by men. Men are babies. And women are... good with kids. -written by a man for forbes magazine

have you ever just heard that song that just hits you so perfectly you just want to hug it? its like finally finding puzzle pieces that exactly fit.

life is suffering

you wont necessarily remember what a good time you had

adult child

everything eventually just gets thrown out

Franklin Roosevelt was related to 5 U.S. Presidents by blood and 6 by marriage. -Snapple

If Pac-Man had affected us as kids, we'd all be running around in dark rooms, munching pills and listening to repetitive electronic music.   - Marcus Bridgstocke

One never notices what has been done; one can only see what remains to be done.   - Marie Curie

I mean, it's easy to bond over hating something together. the internet is total proof of that. -the guild

-god you are a bitch sometimes. -i know! its a problem! dirty sexy money

Pam: To Arlene's children: You make me so happy I never had any of you. Eric Northman: No, c'mon Pam, they're funny. They're like humans, but miniature. 'Teacup humans'. -true blood