January 2012
72 posts
So, it’s been a year.
I don’t know what it’s taught me. I guess that life will even out. I mean, maybe. It’ll establish some sort of homeostasis. There are good things and bad things. I forgot about the good things for a while. But they’re here. And I’m lucky.
I have real people. Two entire families. I have professors I love. Tom thinks I’d make a good...
December 2011
85 posts
I get to see my favorite 6 year old today. babiest baby! I think we’ll go to the children’s museum.
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I don’t know how I’ll feel, years from now, about these odd Christmases. I don’t know what I’ll have to say about the first Christmas with Jack ever present at my mom’s side, or what it felt like to wake up at Nina’s house instead of my own.
Johny wakes up and bumbles around loudly, eating nachos and holding a strange stance in my bedroom; he, as he does any...
in his black leather wallet (sitting askew atop a book in his desk, as if he’d perhaps just left it there upon returning home) is my dad’s SCUBA diving certification. He looks like an old-timey criminal.
happy christmas!
My toes are cold but I hugged a lot of cousins and saw a lot of nice things and thought only a few sad thoughts.
I decided not to go to the Dana’s Christmas party; instead of smiling painfully in that big house I watched as Meagan tried to wrap her presents, I locked eyes with Christina and thought for a long time about my life right now and how it’s not nearly as bad as it could be.
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you guys I have been picturing A.A. Milne...
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&&it smells like incense because I have a delinquent brother. But I saw Mariah and an old boss and hugged a mom and that was super great.
Yelping with Cormac: Urban Outfitters →
yelpingwithcormac:
Union Square - San Francisco, CA
Cormac M. | Author | Lost in the chaparral, NM
Three stars.
And they come there in great numbers shuffling into that mausoleum that was built for them like some monument to the slow death of their world and among those tokens and talismans of that faded empire…
But this is funny!
christmas, amirite?
Johny: What do you want for Christmas?
Me: What? You should have done this weeks ago.
Johny: Just, like, what do you want?
Me: I don't know, jewelry?
Johny: What, like a ring? Or a necklace? Those are the only types of jewelry I know. Ankle bracelet? What, earrings? Cute ones? Like animals? Do you like animals?
hey did you guys know about the ocean?
took route 88 home; everything was glittery.
i just finished watching all the grey’s anatomy available. This break’s a bust; amirite????
home&&happy
“”What happens to me when I cross the Piscataqua and plunge rapidly into Maine...”
– E.B. White, through none other than my travel partner and one of my bffz, margaret <3 (via watch-your-step)
luvubby
what's up, 5 am?
done!
I’m so excited to read and write the things I want to read and write; to see my pals; to eat 50 pizzas and say hey to my cat, my brother, and the other people I care about the most.
