‘That’s another thing we’ve learned from your Nation,” said Mein Herr, “map-making. But we’ve carried it much further than you. What do you consider thelargest map that would be really useful?”
“About six inches to the mile.”
“Only six inches!” exclaimed Mein Herr. “We very soon got to six yards to the mile. Then we tried a hundred yards to the mile. And then came the grandest idea of all! We actually made a map of the country, on the scale of a mile to the mile!”
“Have you used it much?” I enquired.
“It has never been spread out, yet,” said Mein Herr: “the farmers objected: they said it would cover the whole country, and shut out the sunlight! So we now use the country itself, as its own map, and I assure you it does nearly as well.”
“You have to look!" Johnnie Walker commanded. "That’s another one of our rules. Closing your eyes isn’t going to change anything. Nothing’s going to disappear just because you can’t see what’s going on. In fact, things will be even worse the next time you open your eyes. That’s the kind of world we live in, Mr. Nakata. Keep your eyes wide open. Only a coward closes his eyes. Closing your eyes and plugging up your ears won’t make time stand still.”—Kafka on the Shore - Haruki Murakami
Actually that’s a really good pace. Writing decent cover letters, tweaking your resume, filling out their questions/surveys, and actually finding jobs to do all this for is a time-consuming process. In many cases it’s a heck of a lot more work than the job you end up applying for.
But then again I work part-time for almost nothing and was unemployed for half a year before that so I might not be the expert on good job hunting.
But you, and all other unemployed/marginally employed tumblrs out there the important part is not to get too discouraged, good luck.
“I’ve also been afraid to feel as if I know better than someone else — a historically dangerous stance (I’m often reminded that “Hitler was a vegetarian, too, you know”). But this book reminded me that some things are just wrong. Perhaps others disagree with me that animals have personalities, but the highly documented torture of animals is unacceptable”—
A good kissing scene in a movie should leave something to be desired, something that seems just a little out of reach, yet achievable. Example: the pouring rain kissing scene from The Notebook. It’s romantic, and hot, and even though it’s maybe not LIKELY that I’ll just happen to get in a little argument with a fella in the middle of a rainstorm that culminates in our making out hardcore, it’s still possible. (Right?)
In Whip It we have Bliss, the roller girl, and her adorable indie rock crush, Oliver. Somehow they end up at a deserted but very well lit indoor pool late at night. They stand on opposite sides of the pool deck, make eyes at each other, then dive in and start kissing underwater. The good news is that instead of using the cliched “let’s pull off all our clothes and swim naked”, they instead take off their clothes underwater. (This movie has a lot of cliches already.) The bad news is that the whole scene was SO. FREAKING. STUPID. It looked nice enough, but I kept thinking oh hey you guys just drowned because give me a break you can’t stay under that long without air. Believe me I’ve tried. Also oh hey I don’t know if you’ve ever been in a pool with chlorine but keeping your eyes open underwater actually hurts a lot and isn’t super sexy and you can’t see anything all that well and doesn’t Bliss wear contacts anyway and OMG THIS IS SO FREAKING STUPID.
So yeah. The movie was enjoyable overall, I mean, nothing spectacular, but fun enough. Why they had to go and ruin a potentially very fun makeout scene is beyond me, though.
“If you talk about things you have not experienced, you are wasting your and other people’s time. As you continue the practice of looking deeply, you will see this more and more clearly, and you will save a lot of paper and publishing enterprises and have more time to enjoy your tea and live your daily life in mindfulness.”—