February 2012
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Feb 23rd
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Feb 21st
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capitolcouture: You heard it first on Capitol Couture: Skullcap neckmanes are back! SOURCE: stylepantry.com “Skullcap neckmanes”?! Wow. Inventive description - I had to laugh.
Feb 21st
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Feb 21st
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  A low song wavered up from the Green. It climbed three plaintive notes of the scale and sank again in a hesitant and wistful cadence.   Nell raised her head and turned it toward the window. So strange a sound there in the solitude - so pure and musical the tone - Was it real? Was she imagining it? Was it the voice of the singer of songs, the dreamer - wanderer - within her own heart? But it...
Feb 19th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 5th
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Feb 5th
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*tries to go on mockingjay.net* *won’t load* *realizes trailer teaser must be out* *goes on tumblr* *sees all the gifs* *sqeeeeeees* *has now seen entire teaser without ever leaving dash*
Feb 2nd
January 2012
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Jan 29th
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Jan 28th
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Jan 27th
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Reference to The Boxcar Children?
I just finished reading The Scorpio Races today, and all the praises I could sing would be passe - suffice it to say that it is a wonderful, glorious, gripping tale.  I did want to see if anyone else happened to notice this paragraph the same way I did: “We both look mournfully in the bakery window as we pass, though I’d sworn to myself that I wouldn’t. Nothing says orphans...
Jan 23rd
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The world is quiet. Then: Whuff If I strain my ears I can hear the sound of a hoof hitting the ground, then another. Another exhale of breath, no louder than the rain on the roof. The night is dark and silent. Dove’s attention remains fixed on the last point where the sound came from. Mist hisses over the roof. Water drips down off the edge of the metal, one drop, two drops at a time,...
Jan 23rd
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“For a moment I am completely struck by the injustice of this, that I’ve...”
– The Scorpio Races, Maggie Stiefvater
Jan 23rd
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Jan 23rd
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Mom: Do you need anything for work tomorrow?
Me: *drags attention from computer* ....Noo....
Mom: Do you have everything you need to work tomorrow?
Me: *scrolling tumblr* .....Yessss......
Mom: Should we go through that again, more slowly?
Jan 23rd
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Jan 22nd
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Jan 22nd
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Jan 22nd
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Jan 22nd
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Jan 21st
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Jan 21st
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Jan 21st
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Jan 21st
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Jan 20th
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Jan 20th
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Jan 20th
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Jan 20th
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Jan 20th
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Jan 20th
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Jan 20th
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Jan 20th
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Jan 20th
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Jan 20th
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Jan 20th
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“The bow plunges. Lurches. Then settles a moment. I watch from the bridge as...”
– the death of Captain E.J. Smith of the RMS Titanic, quoted from The Watch that Ends the Night, by Allan Wolf
Jan 20th
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Jan 19th
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Jan 16th
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Jan 16th
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On the wings of the night May your fury be crossed May no one that’s dear To our Island be lost. . Blow the winds gently Calm be the foam Shine a light brightly To guide them back home. . This is from a book (can’t remember the title). A traditional song? Has anyone else seen this?
Jan 16th
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Jan 15th
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Jan 15th
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