I’m either so sick in the head
I need to be bled dry to quit
Or I just really used to love him
I sure hope thatâ??s it
Fiona Apple - Tymps (The Sick in the Head Song)

Nothing to figure out; I gotta get him out
It’s time the truth was out that he don’t give a
Shit about me
Fiona Apple - Get Gone

You’ll say
Don’t fear your dreams
It’s easier than it seems
You’ll say you’d never
Let me fall from hopes so high
But never is a promise
And you can’t afford to lie
Fiona Apple - Never is a Promise

What wasted unconditional love
On somebody
Who doesn’t believe in the stuff

Fiona Apple - Oh Well

Be kind to me or treat me mean
I make the most of it, I’m an extraordinary machine.

Fiona Apple - Extraordinary Machine

I’m sitting in a coffee shop in Augsburg, where my husband has a job for today and tomorrow (not at the coffee shop, but in Augsburg of course), so I can walk the town alone by day and later tonight he will join me in exploring.
I hoped that maybe going to the southern part of [...]

The problem, if you want to call it that, is that I seem unable to hate people.
Even if - speaking purely hypothetically, of course - someone I trusted with about everything I’ve got went ahead and ripped my heart out without even giving me the chance to ask why they did it, I still couldn’t [...]

I really shouldn’t read the Powell’s Books newsletter. It just makes my wishlist even longer. I’m usually not even a big fan of newsletters. Most of the time I delete my Amazon newsletters without even having a glance at what might be in there. But the Powell’s newsletter kind of just has exactly the stuff [...]

This Flickr photoset really is fascinating, especially since isn’t that where How I Met Your Mother’s Marshall comes from?
And now I can totally see myself waiting for that one episode of HIMYM where they drive by the bakery. Please, Powers That Be, make it happen.