These things would improve my life:
1. A really sensitive smoke detector with a pager.
2. A never-ending bin of coffee beans.
3. Some better pillows.
4. More purple pants.
That's about it, I think. Or I'm too tired to think of more. What a weekend! I'm twitterpated!
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
in a little while
I heard a phrase or two on the train, some things that entered my brain like marshmallows. Then later they came out like the ones that are in lucky charms, less meaningful. In a hard sort of chalky way.
I listened to that voicemail again, the one you guys left on my birthday. I mean, you're ridiculously cute, and so I have to listen to it every once in awhile. Last year, it helped me through fights with my boyfriend, when he'd leave five angry and stressed out and whiny voicemails, then after hearing all those I'd listen to that ridiculously cute one from you. It helped a lot. This year's voicemail just makes my day better. Today, I ate Mexican food with a good friend - an old friend - then I listened to your voicemail! What could get better?
I'm not sure what else to blog about tonight, except perhaps that my good friend - my old friend - introduced me to goddess cards tonight, and they told me that wine is my true love, my relationship with wine is blossoming, and I should trust my instincts about drinking wine. Why, oh why, was this not the answer to the question before that, which had more to do with a crush? I think that perhaps the goddesses got confused?
I listened to that voicemail again, the one you guys left on my birthday. I mean, you're ridiculously cute, and so I have to listen to it every once in awhile. Last year, it helped me through fights with my boyfriend, when he'd leave five angry and stressed out and whiny voicemails, then after hearing all those I'd listen to that ridiculously cute one from you. It helped a lot. This year's voicemail just makes my day better. Today, I ate Mexican food with a good friend - an old friend - then I listened to your voicemail! What could get better?
I'm not sure what else to blog about tonight, except perhaps that my good friend - my old friend - introduced me to goddess cards tonight, and they told me that wine is my true love, my relationship with wine is blossoming, and I should trust my instincts about drinking wine. Why, oh why, was this not the answer to the question before that, which had more to do with a crush? I think that perhaps the goddesses got confused?
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
ego boost, curtesy of urbandictionary.com
Julia | ||
a name for girls. Most julia's are artistic, smart, romantic, beautiful and also very charming. Julia's can get whatever they want if they try. They can be very sexy so watch out! They are romantics and love old movies, art and books. they love old stuff! They usually aren't very athletic but if a julia is athletic she's kick butt! they have great fashion sense and usually look smokin'. A julia will most likely become a mother because they love kids. They are very successful in life and there is just something about them that draws people in. Also they are ah-mazing dancers! |
Sunday, February 22, 2009
this one's short because my eyes are half closed
I wanted to write something about traveling. I would have something to do with memory, losing bits of it, focusing on others. The modifications that become so meaningful.
I wanted to write about... wanting to be known, in the personal sense. But that feels so middle school, I just can't do it.
I wanted to write about... wanting to be known, in the personal sense. But that feels so middle school, I just can't do it.
Monday, February 16, 2009
"do you have a paperclip?" "ha! no. what would I do with a paperclip?"
And thus it seems, this is my life now. I'm drinking wine tonight, wine following margaritas (Sunday), which followed more wine (Saturday). But, really, I'm doing well. Life like sandpaper, that's all. I'm getting smoother? cleaner? more refined? through the process.
I like it. The way things seem to be hitting me in the face, good and bad, lately. Gotten so I'm a little mixed up, and I laugh at the bad ones. Splash! Experiences like waves, and me, soaked - in, under, tossed, riding. Through it all, I've been thinking.
Tonight I realized that nothing has changed. It has been four months since we even said hello, and NOTHING HAS CHANGED. And I guess that's good to know, that nothing's changed.
It was good, no? We loved each other. I'm sorry I fell out of love sooner. I'm sorry my fuse is longer, I'm sorry I dreamt in directions that took me away from what you dreamt of for us. I'm selfish. You said it. (In the car, no? It was raining?)
I like it. The way things seem to be hitting me in the face, good and bad, lately. Gotten so I'm a little mixed up, and I laugh at the bad ones. Splash! Experiences like waves, and me, soaked - in, under, tossed, riding. Through it all, I've been thinking.
Tonight I realized that nothing has changed. It has been four months since we even said hello, and NOTHING HAS CHANGED. And I guess that's good to know, that nothing's changed.
It was good, no? We loved each other. I'm sorry I fell out of love sooner. I'm sorry my fuse is longer, I'm sorry I dreamt in directions that took me away from what you dreamt of for us. I'm selfish. You said it. (In the car, no? It was raining?)
Monday, December 29, 2008
i like punctuation, but the period is a serious one
like so much dust
into the air, into my nostrils, between my nose hairs
into my body cavities, to be swept under the rug
no remembrance here
but the creeping tickle.
it was just a season.
a windy one -
blown through passageways of
yes.
maybe.
no(longer)
into the air, into my nostrils, between my nose hairs
into my body cavities, to be swept under the rug
no remembrance here
but the creeping tickle.
it was just a season.
a windy one -
blown through passageways of
yes.
maybe.
no(longer)
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
blank list
I am super duper tired, and for no apparent reason.
Some recent perks:
I got in touch with Craig, and not just any Craig, THAT Craig, the one you go to if you want an apartment or a job or a couch. We exchanged a few emails on one of my work assignments, he seems nice.
I pumped up my bike tires and now it goes faster. I've also gotten a wee bit better at not riding my break pads all the way down the hill. (Yes I have, Kaitlin. I said a wee bit.)
I discovered, through said Kaitlin, iTunes Genius. Amazing way to discover all the music I stole from my college roommate. Perhaps not better than, but at least as good as, Pandora.
I went to an audition... more to be told later, I suppose.
I realized how lucky I am to have an extremely uncomplicated life.
Some recent perks:
I got in touch with Craig, and not just any Craig, THAT Craig, the one you go to if you want an apartment or a job or a couch. We exchanged a few emails on one of my work assignments, he seems nice.
I pumped up my bike tires and now it goes faster. I've also gotten a wee bit better at not riding my break pads all the way down the hill. (Yes I have, Kaitlin. I said a wee bit.)
I discovered, through said Kaitlin, iTunes Genius. Amazing way to discover all the music I stole from my college roommate. Perhaps not better than, but at least as good as, Pandora.
I went to an audition... more to be told later, I suppose.
I realized how lucky I am to have an extremely uncomplicated life.
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