历史性的一刻，在iPhone上写的第一篇博。
入手iPhone 3GS不过两周，已和iPhone紧密相连
早上先用Byline，download订阅的新闻和博客更新路上看
白天查看电邮无数次
偶尔用支付宝确认交易付款
用Closet程序记录编目衣服鞋子包包
（Still have way less shoes than Carrie Bradshaw）
音乐听得最多的是Glee的原声
最爱玩的游戏是Trivia Pursuit，my grasp of useless knowledge终于有用武之地！
好多年前（actually, it just feels like 好多年前），经历过一段黑暗时期，a dark period of my life.
那段时间，不出门，不做事，排遣只有Gilmore Girls和Buffy。
Stars Hollow and Sunnydale got me through the difficult time.
Gilmore Girls剧终已有两年了，这两年来，每一个pop culture moment, important or trivia, 都会不由自主地想起Lorelai and Rory，Lorelai会有什么witty, sacarstic comment，Rory会回复什么更witty, 更sacarstic的comment，然后Lorelai再会怎么贫。(To think, how many McCain and Sarah Palin jokes there would have been！)
不久前John Hughes的去世，第一时间想起的，还是Lorelai，能把John Hughes的电影倒背如流的Lorelai，她会策划一个80s high school movies回顾展么，从16 Candles到Ferris Buller，从Pretty in Pink到Some Kind of Wonderful。
剧中台词历久弥新，那些pop culture references (about books, films, politics, rock music, obscure TV characters etc. )，第一次没懂的，第二次，第三次，hey, I got it!
--I'm gloomy
--Like Joy Division gloomy? Nice Cave bloomy? Robert Smith gloomy?
--Johnny Cash gloomy.
--So kind of like a San Quentin-y, "It's a long road home, and my horse just got shot, but I still got my girl by my side" gloomy?
---You read my mind.
--You swear on the life of the lead singer of Blur!
--I swear on the soul of Nico, I did not see him with another girl.
--Because truth will come out eventually. Like the Iran-Contra affair.
--So you are Oliver Noth now.
--No, I'm Fawn Hall. What? She's way more pretty.
The Believers：“干了一辈子革命”的模范左翼家庭悲喜剧。
Inventing Herself ：历代女性主义先锋的小传，大致勾勒feminism的演变史。
The Girl Who Played with Fire：瑞典悬念小说（还不知道原来瑞典是这么大的一个罪恶渊数）。
The Song Is You：iPod为背景、摇滚乐为救赎的小说。
I always thought the saddest lyrics 林夕 ever wrote was "岁月长/衣裳薄".
This morning, during the firm's monthly staff meeting where I usually daydream through while boss and colleagues speechify on and on, it suddenly hit me that the saddest lyrics 林夕 ever wrote is ----pardon the rough translation----"While one's young/One never realizes/It is but a dream from which one's bound to wake up".
I remember the night on the last day of high school. There was a feast after the graduation ceremony. We got drunk, roamed the campus, shouted out every song that's ever written.
Years later, here I am.
Another cog in the corporate machine.
Another brick in the wall.
