It is interesting to see how one question is answered Only to have another spring up. One task completed, and another come undone. As I write the words The ink disappears from the page. My sentences are muted, unraveled at…
Month: September 2004
Chewy the caterpillar died. He had formed a chrysalis, but then…death. We’re sad. Luckily, our fish are still alive. Hmm…perhaps we need more pets? —————— Neda and I were eating tacos for lunch at my house today, and she made…
My housemate Angela brought home a caterpillar from work a few days ago. He lives in a container on our kitchen table and his name is Chewy…because he chews on things. He is dark grey with black spots, and watching…
There were voices coming out of the ferns! Seriously. Turns out it was some kind of “art”, but I was seriously disturbed for a little while there. For some reason, this picture looks like something from a sci-fi novel. Florescent…
One of my roommates performed at the Lyric Opera’s “Don Giovanni”. She gave me a ticket to see it last week. The opera house is amazing. I had never been there before.
I saw purple shoes walking down the street yesterday they looked a little sad plodding along, tongues hanging out wearily In September 80 degree weather. I don’t know what style they were or if they are offended by being labeled…
Classes are canceled! *does a happy dance* Some kind of flood that messed with the electricity. I have the whole day to catch up on classes, nap, clean the house, and just relax. YAY! Yesterday was overwhelming, today is bright,…
Thank you for hugs. Thank you for laughter. Thank you for the New Food of Life cookbook and necklace. (mom) Thank you for a gluten-free dessert cookbook. Thank you for a ticket to a show. Thank you for such a…
I wore a white denim jacket today. Yes, I did. AFTER LABOR DAY. What are you gonna do about it, huh? And I will probably continue wearing white articles of clothing. The seasons will not restrict MY style. A twisted…
The Persian Conference was…different this year. Some of the same people, and some new ones, and an extraordinary number of Chicago youth (Persian and friends of Persians). I went to as many sessions as I could, and spent the rest…
LAST DAY OF BEING 20. I have no opinions, thoughts, or feelings on this. Except that my friends are unnaturally excited that they can now take me out dancing. haha. Enjoy the weekend, y’all. I’m off to Persian Conference.
Hold onto the people you love. Make sure they know that you love them. Be loud and vocal about it. Give hugs frequently and without reserve. Smile and laugh whenever you are given the opportunity. Walk down the street with…
On the road and around town: THE JOY BUS. “Come Join Us!” Heartbreak Towing Truck (driven by a very large man with a very long gray beard) A family playing baseball in a parking lot in the middle of Michigan…