July 20, 2012
Are we the dinning dead?

Are we the dinning dead?

May 3, 2012

November 4, 2011
Joel: Hi.
Clementine: Hi. Didn't figure you'd show your face around me again. I guess I thought you were... humiliated. You did run away, after all.
Joel: I just needed to see you.
Clementine: Yeah?
Joel: I'd like to, um... take you out, or something.
Clementine: You're married.
Joel: Not yet, not married. No, I'm not married.
Clementine: Look man, I'm telling you right off the bat, I'm high-maintainance, so... I'm not gonna tip-toe around your marriage, or whatever it is you've got goin' there. If you wanna be with me, you're with me.
Joel: Okay.
Clementine: Too many guys think I'm a concept, or I complete them, or I'm gonna make them alive. But I'm just a fucked-up girl who's lookin' for my own peace of mind; don't assign me yours.
Joel: I remember that speech really well.
Clementine: I had you pegged, didn't I?
Joel: You had the whole human race pegged.
Clementine: Hmm. Probably.
Joel: I still thought you were gonna save my life... even after that.
Clementine: Ohhh... I know.
Joel: It would be different, if we could just give it another go-round.
Clementine: Remember me. Try your best; maybe we can.
November 4, 2011
How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal Sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray’r accepted, and each wish resign’

How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!

The world forgetting, by the world forgot.

Eternal Sunshine of the spotless mind!

Each pray’r accepted, and each wish resign’

November 4, 2011