Today is a good day for staying in, watching Notting Hill in striped pajamas while consuming some luscious chocolate cake and tea.Oh, and, crooning to Bill Wilder's "Aint No Sunshine".
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
Amantes Sunt Amentes
C'est Moi
"And it came to me then. That we were wonderful traveling companions but in the end no more than lonely lumps of metal in their own separate orbits. From far off they look like beautiful shooting stars, but in reality they're nothing more than prisons, where each of us is locked up alone, going nowhere. When the orbits of these two satellites of ours happened to cross paths, we could be together. Maybe even open our hearts to each other. But that was only for the briefest moment. In the next instant we'd be in absolute solitude. Until we burned up and became nothing."
- Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweatheart.
- Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweatheart.
No Future.
Shadowplay.
Sid Vicious Did It My Way
Count In Fives
Haute Couture
Parasites.
- Yuck Band
- Sacha Dumain
- Crowded Fire
- Trash Force Reaper
- Creem Magazine
- Visualize Whirled Peas
- Peter Doherty
- Joy Division
- Corinne Day
- Being Norma Jeane
- Bleach Black
- Fake Karl
- Jak and Jil
- Neurotic Poets
- Pixie Market
- John Waterhouse
- The Sex Pistols
- The Horrors
- Stacey Mark
- Lula Magazine
- Found Magazine
- You're A Rock & Roll Suicide
- With Fur Eyelashes
3 comments:
it's funny how i scorn all chick flicks but notting hill...aaah. it has something to do with the fact that it's hugh grant i suppose, i have like a non-romantic crush on him...
NOTTING HILL!
cheesy, romantic, corny and utterly awesome
(to me that is. you can differ in opinion).
and i love Ain't no Sunshine...and chocolate cake for that matter...bake me some no?
Notting Hill is Epic.
As is "Ain't No Sunshine".
Post a Comment