Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Yes, Holly Golightly; I Know Exactly How You Feel

Holly Golightly: You know those days when you get the mean reds? 
Paul Varjak: The mean reds, you mean like the blues? 
Holly Golightly: No. The blues are because you're getting fat and maybe it's been raining too long, you're just sad that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling? 
Paul Varjak: Sure. 
Holly Golightly: Well, when I get it the only thing that does any good is to jump in a cab and go to Tiffany's. Calms me down right away. The quietness and the proud look of it; nothing very bad could happen to you there. If I could find a real-life place that'd make me feel like Tiffany's, then - then I'd buy some furniture and give the cat a name! 

Friends, this really sums it up today.
So many things on my pretty little mind. 
Ready to curl up with Little Cat and a cup of tea.
More tomorrow on my apartment hunting adventures, I promise.


  1. this post isn't complete without a picture of little cat plopped on top of your chest.

  2. i understand completely. it is the yucky stomach no good blahs overcoming everything. the good thing is that it passes and you are fine again and the world is new and exciting and you will shine and bask in the sun, albeit in SF.
    this is Dad. i come up anonymous because i do not get this blog thing