Out until after two, sleeping until noon. I didn't really eat dinner and the beers went to my head, but everything was just right - the way the group shifts and slides around the visitor, the needed conversation about writing in the middle of invites to Australia and a long semi-rant about Game of ThronesB. was in town last night. One night only! ( Read more... )

My friend SB has a friend who is a writer. She's also one of those tiny people with a personality that's not forceful, but is contagious. Two minutes in her vicinity and I find myself consciously trying not to borrow speaking patterns (and consciously thinking, I hate when I use a girlie voice; I want to sound like that). We went to see her read ( Read more... )

I've been spending a little too much time in a funny place in my head lately. Despite the overall Monday-ness of today, I'm trying to remember all the other things - to restructure the narrative, so to speak - to shine the light in the brighter corners. There are so many. The weekend was so full of goodness, from drinking at Billy Ray's (and ( Read more... )

The guest room is like staying in a very lovely hotel, except that hotels don't have talkative black cats who sneak in around the partly open door when you're not paying attention, then scare you just a little with a little meep, then leap up on the bed and start purring. So that is an extra super bonus ( Read more... )

I miss people all the time. I miss people so much that I forget what's right in front of me; so much that when they're here, these people I miss, I can barely register it, sometimes, for being overwhelmed with not missing them. It's the product of a nostalgic mind, I assume. I can sit next to you in a bar and I know we had the most interesting, ( Read more... )

Reply to this meme by yelling "Words!" and I will give you five words that remind me of you. Then post them in your LJ and explain what they mean to you. (Please note: If you simply wish to comment on something I've said but don't want to participate in the meme, that is fine. I will only give you five words if you specifically comment here with " ( Read more... )

I have never cried so much on one vacation but it's not the bad kind. It's the good kind. The I-found-you-again kind and the Ok-yes-that kind and the no-really-I-know kind, all in the wee hours of the morning, all with no one to know, but you know what? I'm so tired of curtains and gauze and the things that tuck the messy bits away, prettily ( Read more... )

I had that song in my head the other day, the other night, the other ... at some point in the last few days, I had it, but it was MINE, my year, and I'm spreading it out now because the whole problem, sometimes, is how in my head I am ( Read more... )

You made me tear up - for the second time today.

(Everyone knows what the first was about, I assume. I stood in the bedroom, lintrolling my sweater, explaining to the cat that the radio making me cry was a good thing.)

Thank you.

xo.m.

We may not be really doing Christmas these days, but that doesn't mean that a day of sleeping in, downloading BSG eps, eating bacon, watching basketball and then, later, going to two friends' house for more basketball, delicious homemade chicken pot pie, delicious local beer and a solid half hour of the bizarre (and never before seen by me) Big ( Read more... )