I get so sad when I think about Georgia's attitude toward her thirtieth birthday. It was a few years ago, and she said the only thing she really wanted was to see a giant wheel of cheese get cut into for the first time. It didn't even happen. The opportunity didn't arise until last year when she happened to step in, and happened to ask, or overhear ( Read more... )

-My mom texted me last night to ask to hang out today after work. We haven't hung out since my birthday a month ago; a fact I was taking some pride in because I like running away and being distant.

-Also because I haven't wanted to put in effort to see my family

-Also because I don't quite understand them like I used to

-Something happened over ( Read more... )

and there are fields on either side of the road. And if you drive it at night, you can see the stars coming down to the treeline and be reminded that the sky isn't just ceiling. Everything that's not earth is sky.

"Is Citizen Kane better than Walk the Line? Citizen Kane can't be better than Walk the Line."

We missed the turn three times because we ( Read more... )

Starting with the Saturday beforehand, when I went to see Adam JK speak at the ICA.

Yeah, like, while on hold with National Grid on Friday I checked my email and saw Adam J. Kurtz was doing a free book reading the next day, and if I hopped a train right after my shift, I'd make it in time. I like Adam JK's work, I like watching him speak, like ( Read more... )

I was at my parents' Monday night, and when she passed away Tuesday morning, I stayed over that night, too. My dad dropped me at my apartment halfway through Wednesday. The next thirty-six hours I spent making photo boards for the wake. It took much more attention than I thought it would ( Read more... )

I've put this off ( Read more... )

Nobody reads my blog entries here besides anyway except maybe Lisa, so I'm not going to bother making them private or friends-only anymore. I'll try not to ( Read more... )

Here's the thing. I know what I'm supposed to be thankful for this Thanksgiving. But that's embroiled in such deeply...no word seems to work here. Um, uncomfortable, bare, terrible, sad ( Read more... )

The day after I got back from New York and the Hueis Lewis excursion of April, I found out Nate was leaving ETR. And I thought, "Well I'm going too then, because what reason do I have to stay, now." It was about time, anyway. Parents had been on me about that. I entered conversations about getting a new job. I started apartment-searching. I had a ( Read more... )

before I went away to college--the most unpleasant and scariest experience of my life--I was waking up in bed to bright sunlight coming through the blinds and the sounds of my parents talking. They were messing with my mom's alarm clock radio, trying to fix it. I kept my eyes closed and rumpled the blankets. They said there was a small number of ( Read more... )