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I am a 25 year old living with my dog and one piece of furniture (a lime green armchair) in South Philly. My goal in life is to see everything, but most days, all I see are the walls of my cubicle. </description><title>Stephadelphia</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @stephadelphia)</generator><link>http://stephadelphia.com/</link><item><title>
two million years of human evolution and this is what we get.
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&lt;p&gt;two million years of human evolution and this is what we get.&lt;/p&gt;
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37,000 year old fully intact baby woolly mammoth.
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&lt;p&gt;37,000 year old fully intact baby woolly mammoth.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://stephadelphia.com/post/436066540</link><guid>http://stephadelphia.com/post/436066540</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2010 23:00:50 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Kiss your life. Accept it, just as it is. Today. Now.
So that those moments of happiness you’re..."</title><description>“Kiss your life. Accept it, just as it is. Today. Now.&lt;br/&gt;
So that those moments of happiness you’re waiting&lt;br/&gt;
for don’t pass you by.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;~ Philp Bosman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://stephadelphia.com/post/435766220</link><guid>http://stephadelphia.com/post/435766220</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2010 20:42:38 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>http://</title><description>&lt;a href="http://"&gt;http://&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Believe in beautiful things. Believe in the sun coming up, believe in a warm hand, believe in the future and believe in this very second. Things are horrible, things are cold, but you are alive and living and breathing and constantly changing. And every time the air feels stale, please, remember…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://stephadelphia.com/post/430913771</link><guid>http://stephadelphia.com/post/430913771</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 16:36:11 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Hello, babies. Welcome to Earth. It’s hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It’s round and wet..."</title><description>“Hello, babies. Welcome to Earth. It’s hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It’s round and wet and crowded. At the outside, babies, you’ve got about a hundred years here. There’s only one rule that I know of, babies — God damn it, you’ve got to be kind.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;~ Kurt Vonnegut - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://stephadelphia.com/post/427639429</link><guid>http://stephadelphia.com/post/427639429</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Mar 2010 23:40:53 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ky1oe44U4i1qztsrto1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://stephadelphia.com/post/427638372</link><guid>http://stephadelphia.com/post/427638372</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Mar 2010 23:40:19 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"It’s like he’s driving in a car, okay, and I just wanna be in the passenger seat, but he’s locked..."</title><description>“It’s like he’s driving in a car, okay, and I just wanna be in the passenger seat, but he’s locked the door and I have to hold onto the bumper. I’m not even asking him to open the door for me, just leave it unlocked and say come in. But no, he didn’t do that. So i’m hanging onto the bumper and life goes on and the car goes on and I get really badly bruised and am hitting poles and it hurts. I mean it really hurts. And yesterday, I had to let go of the bumper because it hurts too much…it hurts too much.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Gilmore Girls&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://stephadelphia.com/post/419863725</link><guid>http://stephadelphia.com/post/419863725</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Mar 2010 08:47:37 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude..."</title><description>“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;~ Louise Erdrich &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(The Painted Drum: A Novel)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://stephadelphia.com/post/416284818</link><guid>http://stephadelphia.com/post/416284818</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Feb 2010 18:34:46 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>

Luzinterruptus have brought their light-based street art from...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kyh2psURtx1qzpegpo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Luzinterruptus have brought their light-based street art from Madrid to NYC; this is 800 books, each with a light attached, with the intention of replacing traffic with literature.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;artist:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://luzinterruptus1.blogspot.com/"&gt;Luzinterruptus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;location:&lt;/b&gt; Brooklyn Bridge/ Water St., NYC&lt;/p&gt;
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Eternal Sunshine &lt;3
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eternal Sunshine &lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://stephadelphia.com/post/415007116</link><guid>http://stephadelphia.com/post/415007116</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Feb 2010 02:59:35 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>i'm sorry but i really need to bitch...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;who the fuck goes and tells their girlfriend (who, by the way, didn’t want a relationship in the first place but was talked into it because i am incapable of ever saying no ‘cause ive got a wishbone where my backbone should be) that you let a girl (from JERSEY OF ALL PLACES) kiss you and then she “stuck her tongue down my throat!”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;WTF DUDE!?!?!???&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;getting any sorta tongue action (even when not wanted) implies a) you let her kiss you on the mouth and b) you had your mouth open enough to receive said tongue action.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;now, i consider myself a fairly understanding lady and i don’t get jealous that easily. but really? letting some cum-dumpster (from JERSEY!?!??) kiss you and stick her tongue in your mouth and then tell me (“oh, haha”) like it’s no big deal?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;yah. sorry. not happening. especially since i can do better. especially since i don’t think i should put up w/ bullshit like that. especially since i’m 26 and really, really, realllly would appreciate being single again. don’t gimme a chance to throw your sorry ass to the curb just yet, buddy. it’s only been a month.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i want out. i want out of this city and this job and this life. i feel stuck. i feel nervous and twitchy and ive been overcome with an overwhelming case of wanderlust. and i don’t really know how to accurately describe these feelings that i’m having. i just feel trapped.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but fuck you. jersery? really. god…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://stephadelphia.com/post/412507291</link><guid>http://stephadelphia.com/post/412507291</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Feb 2010 22:47:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ky937zDNtN1qzoyeco1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://stephadelphia.com/post/412397408</link><guid>http://stephadelphia.com/post/412397408</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Feb 2010 21:57:43 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>seeing things like this make me suddenly panic about closing in...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kye6yjPLMi1qb8qhbo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;seeing things like this make me suddenly panic about closing in on 30 years of age.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;everyone says “oh c’mon, 30 isn’t old.”  and they’re right.  it’s not.  but it’s a fairly reasonable expectation that at some point in the next 10 years, i will be a) married b) have children and c) own a home.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;when will i have time to see all these amazing things in the world?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;where will i get the money to travel to all these places?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i want to see this.  i want to see this view in this exact picture.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i gotta figure this shit out.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;b&gt;this is why i’m leaving next year. my city. my office. my apartment. my honda. i’m done. throwing up my hands. totally done.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://stephadelphia.com/post/412363148</link><guid>http://stephadelphia.com/post/412363148</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Feb 2010 21:42:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is far worse than the suffering itself - and no heart has..."</title><description>“Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is far worse than the suffering itself - and no heart has ever suffered when it’s gone in search of its dreams.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;~ Paulo Coelho&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://stephadelphia.com/post/406115853</link><guid>http://stephadelphia.com/post/406115853</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Feb 2010 21:42:27 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Move on. He’s just a chapter in the past, but don’t close the book, just turn the page.</title><link>http://stephadelphia.com/post/406112601</link><guid>http://stephadelphia.com/post/406112601</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Feb 2010 21:40:56 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>

PJ Harvey - Dress
The violins scrape and scream, the bass...</title><description>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stephadelphia.com/swf/audio_player.swf?audio_file=http://www.tumblr.com/audio_file/403939611/tumblr_ky6drej27B1qa8snw&amp;color=FFFFFF" height="27" width="207" quality="best"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;PJ Harvey - Dress&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The violins scrape and scream, the bass drops out entirely, and the last 30 seconds of the song sound like one final, dying convulsion, perhaps mirroring the meltdown of our frustrated female narrator, lying alone in her bed, punching her pillow, kicking her feet, and crying.&lt;/p&gt;
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The Dead Milkmen, “If You Love Somebody, Set Them on Fire”

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&lt;p&gt;The Dead Milkmen, “If You Love Somebody, Set Them on Fire”&lt;/p&gt;
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