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A post to read later when I need a pick me up
Date night in Little Tokyo: 45 minute wait for our first meal at Daikokuya (patience); hours of idle chatting, important arguments, and real advice at Far Bar; the bridge by my house
Scandinavian crime novels from the Encino Public Library
Newport Beach at a bike-able distance
The Royal Tenenbaums, the jacooz, and perfect summer nights, all year round
Vegan Vietnamese food with homemade tofu 5 minutes from my house
Ok, I think those are enough happy memories to get me through this summer.
True patriotism isn’t cheap. It’s about taking on a fair share of the burdens of keeping America going.
Those who earn tens of millions of dollars a year but pay less than 14 percent of their incomes in taxes, and argue the rich should pay even less, are not true patriots.
Those who defend…
“Miss someone until they come back, or until you come back, until their absence in your life becomes something to be avoided at all costs. Miss them until you don’t have to anymore, until you’re reunited in your favorite booth in your favorite restaurant ordering your favorite meal, miss them until it feels like you never left. Or miss them until you can’t anymore, until the things you miss are identified and cataloged as things and not a person, until you figure out that easy company and long talks and unblinking, all-knowing eye contact will find you again the way they found you the first time. Miss someone until you don’t.” ~ Stephanie Georgopulus, How To Miss Someone
departmental graduation tomorrow, and then i’m home.
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