So I’m pretty much without things to blog about. I started reading this book about Cambodia called “The Lost Executioner” at Barnes & Noble tonight, and got about 50 pages in before I had to leave the bookstore. There are…
Month: October 2006
stutter and gasp as I speak these words these words will not come out shine shine on and my heart rests on fragile strings negate my devotion lines running back through time there are parts of me that never left…
I HAVE A PHONE AGAIN! All is well with the world. Back in Chicago, party on Friday. Ok, now go and do something productive. This blog is definitely a waste of time. 😉
1. Does anyone has an old Verizon phone that they don’t want? I might not be able to get a replacement. 2. There is STILL a room open in my house, and if you have a friend that is looking…
Dear friends and family, There was a freak incident this morning involving my phone and Carmen’s tea. I watched in horror as my phone skidded on the carpet, hit a bump, and flipped (while on a phone call) straight into…
I am in Los Angeles right now (so warm!!!) but I’m posting some pictures from Minnesota last weekend. We grilled outside in 34 degree F weather. Now in LA it is going to be in the 70s. The assembly line…
Its funny. I’ve known since September 4th (my birthday) that I would be moving, but actually putting it into words and posting about it was another matter entirely. I guess I can talk about it now, since I recently stopped…
This is great! I’m driving to Minnesota tomorrow morning (Thursday) to visit my extended family there. I’ll get back on Sunday, probably. Then next Wednesday night I fly to Los Angeles, will be there for 5 days. Friday, October 27th:…
I am not a good pet owner. The other night I took out our gerbil, Sushi, from his cage and put him in his exercise ball to run around the living room. I promptly forgot about him. One of my…
I ran through the thick droplets the thunder in my bones the lightning in my eyes and my hair I would scream out at the sky but under city lights it is futile a waste of breath in the clattering…
I’ve had the opportunity to be a bit of a tourist in my own town recently. I normally have a really hard time with tourists…they block sidewalks, gape at perfectly normal things (like the man painted silver on Michigan Avenue),…