justinemusk
At awesome jazz bar in new Orleans - not a cliché but what the cliché wants to be
| On new Orleans cup: "civilization begins with distillation" - William Faulkner |
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| Sitting on plane with Richard Price novel feeling the lure of a 'mile high mojito' but we r still on ground. |
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| leaving for 2-day Global Green-related trip to New Orleans with Smashing Pumpkins 'Ava Adore' relentless in my head. but still a great song. |
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| @VincentX ex-pats like me can only dream of 3 am poutine - no one in LA knows what the hell it is & when I explain, they look scared.. |
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| rimbaud's "season in hell" cheerful start to day: "you'll always be a hyena, etc. yells the devil who crowned me with such pretty poppies.." |
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| rimbaud inspires my bad guy: "I dried myself in the air of crime/let me rip out these few ghastly pages from the notebook of the damned" |
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| trying to think of a title with the word 'soul' in it & new interesting ways to destroy the world (some apocalypse w/ your morning coffee?) |
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| Do not mock my purple cashmere wrap, worn on a Bel Air balcony at 5 am so the light may hit the sequins just so. For I am fabulous. Dammit. |
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| publisher made offer for sequel to Lord of Bones (sequel to Bloodangel) based solely on pre-order sales. and now the dance of happy. |
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| note: when someone pretends to know -- & tell you -- of your own inner reality, they are trying to define and control you. and that is bad. |
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| @dotlizard @PamO @julanrouge thanks. I'm just shaken. 2 more feet and the driver's side (my side) would have been smashed in, not the tire. |
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| need to call insurance guy & putting it off. much like writing. poor little midnight-blue maserati. i'll have to send it flowers and a card. |
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| last night when the other driver's face swam too oddly close, when I saw myself funneled between cars and powerless to stop it. then impact. |
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| See Justine. See Justine think. She thinks about the book she must write. Write, Justine, write! See her twitter instead. Bad Justine! |
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| to sleep, or not to sleep? to stay awake, perchance to watch Top Chef on tivo, must get up in 4.5 hours, but isn't that what coffee is for? |
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| "Love is the child of freedom, never that of domination." -- Erich Fromm |
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| new blog entry, in which I get caught in the midst of stampeding paparazzi: http://snurl.com/25dhl |
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| @dotlizard I understand the compulsion. Because now I'll attempt to refrain myself from needlessly stretching out my own response. And fail. |
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| staring broodily at twitter trying to think of what to twitter when I know I should de-twitter myself before it's too late |
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