How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.- Elizabeth Barrett Browning.
I must be in love. No mistake about it. Ice is cold; roses are red. I’m in love. And this love is about to carry me off somewhere. The current’s too overpowering; I don’t have any choice. It may very well be a special place, some place I’ve never seen before. Danger may be lurking there, something that may end up wounding me deeply, fatally. I might end up losing everything. But there’s no turning back. I can only go with the flow. Even if it means I’ll be burned up, and gone for ever.
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| — | Haruki Murakami (Sputnik Sweetheart) (via zaharaa) |
(A customer calls in, unable to connect to wireless internet. I have her navigate to the connection screen.)
Me: “Okay, ma’am. Do you see the name of your wireless network in the list of available networks?”
Customer: “I don’t know which one is mine.”
(I proceed to authenticate the customer and provide the name of her network.)
Customer: “No, I don’t see that listed.”
Me: “It’s possible that your router glitched. I’m going to have you go ahead and power it down.”
Customer: “What’s that?”
Me: “It’s the main box that we install in your home when we set up service. It broadcasts the wireless signal. We’re going to reset it and see if your signal comes back.”
Customer: “I can’t do that?”
Me: “Is it out of reach?”
Customer: “No, I’m at a friend’s house.”
Me: “Ma’am, where are you located at right now?”
Customer: “Las Vegas.”
Me: And where is your router located?
Customer: “Fort Worth…”
First video on YouTube (via jawed)
Animated Short of the Day: “Waiting For The Bus” — a depressingly hilarious new animated short from the good, clean fun-loving folks at Cyanide & Happiness.
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Maurice Ravel - Pavane pour une infante defunte
Pianist - Nicholas York
