October 27th, 2014

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I was getting mildly irritated with the tenor of SVU's S16 (for some reason, all the cases are ripped-from-the-headlines episodes, all of them involve some form of video manifesto/found footage, all of them are media-saturated, and most of them involve rich people) and then they have to go and show a promo for the next episode, and it

STARTS WITH A GHOST HUNT

RUSHES THROUGH THE WOODS

AND ENDS UP IN A CAVE

SVU, sorry, I must have mislabeled my mail--that hope and dream was supposed to go to SPN!

On the other hand, carry on, SVU, carry on; you know I'd watch that.
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I love thunderstorms here because when the wind blows like that it makes me feel like I'm on the coast. The rain ricochets off the sill of my open window like sea spray. There's nothing at all but darkness outside my window and what is a far-off darkness, really, but not being able to tell where the ocean meets the sky. When Paul Walker died I needed the ocean (my ocean, his ocean) so badly I imagined the thrum of traffic down 94 were a wave, waves. I can still pretend that now.