That which I love (an incomplete list)
~my little Christmas tree adorned by a mismatching collection of hairclips
~how britta's distress comes off more beautifully than most peoples' joy
~the beautiful golden book on which I must write a paper, contrasting it with the dark book graced by a false saint with an orgasm
~dc talk, even if it isn't jars of clay
~my calm mom who doesn't get upset when the waitress spills something on her lap
~mangoes!
~my meditation class
~my smith college stress ball
~my chocolate advent calendar that Em gave to me
~Nancy
~van gogh's Sunflowers
~the ewwwboy
~my Zen frog
~uninstalling netscape 6.2
~my lightbox
~putting more stuff on my walls
~Pink Erin, even if she is a whirlwind just passing through
~being told I just need to eat and sleep, and that I didn't have a stroke or anything
~the purple berries on the far side of Seelye
~Mia's head
~animal-shaped vitamins
~Lisa
~the beautiful new yorkers
~dried apricots
~animal stickers
~that picture of Heath Ledger
~how my mom won't let me do anything drastic to my body
~Sara from my mediation class
~Julie from my meditation class
~Who am I kidding? The whole dang class. Even heather.
~the tea-smelling pillow that my supervisor gave to me
~lying on my bed, fully awake
~"I call it the armpit-smelling pose"
~Bonnie!
~Carrot Ears and her consort, Llama Breath
~my interior landscape
~jessikins's why-I-love-me list
~ice skating
~my terrible blank verse
~lilies
~a God who pays attention
~new pictures of me and eric
~believing (if ever so briefly) in love at first sight
~new vocabulary!
~my bizarre refusal to say the Hail Mary until my damn Mary paper is done
~interpreting Colin's dreams
~Faces
~running about in the rain
~my Emily! Which will hopefully get fired over break.
~BJ, who knows the Bible like the back of his hand
~arguing
~Cecelia
~all my plants (my girls)
~faith. It's like drugs. If you use drugs, ain't nobody gonna convince you not to. If you believe in God, ain't nobody gonna convince you not to.
~how britta's distress comes off more beautifully than most peoples' joy
~the beautiful golden book on which I must write a paper, contrasting it with the dark book graced by a false saint with an orgasm
~dc talk, even if it isn't jars of clay
~my calm mom who doesn't get upset when the waitress spills something on her lap
~mangoes!
~my meditation class
~my smith college stress ball
~my chocolate advent calendar that Em gave to me
~Nancy
~van gogh's Sunflowers
~the ewwwboy
~my Zen frog
~uninstalling netscape 6.2
~my lightbox
~putting more stuff on my walls
~Pink Erin, even if she is a whirlwind just passing through
~being told I just need to eat and sleep, and that I didn't have a stroke or anything
~the purple berries on the far side of Seelye
~Mia's head
~animal-shaped vitamins
~Lisa
~the beautiful new yorkers
~dried apricots
~animal stickers
~that picture of Heath Ledger
~how my mom won't let me do anything drastic to my body
~Sara from my mediation class
~Julie from my meditation class
~Who am I kidding? The whole dang class. Even heather.
~the tea-smelling pillow that my supervisor gave to me
~lying on my bed, fully awake
~"I call it the armpit-smelling pose"
~Bonnie!
~Carrot Ears and her consort, Llama Breath
~my interior landscape
~jessikins's why-I-love-me list
~ice skating
~my terrible blank verse
~lilies
~a God who pays attention
~new pictures of me and eric
~believing (if ever so briefly) in love at first sight
~new vocabulary!
~my bizarre refusal to say the Hail Mary until my damn Mary paper is done
~interpreting Colin's dreams
~Faces
~running about in the rain
~my Emily! Which will hopefully get fired over break.
~BJ, who knows the Bible like the back of his hand
~arguing
~Cecelia
~all my plants (my girls)
~faith. It's like drugs. If you use drugs, ain't nobody gonna convince you not to. If you believe in God, ain't nobody gonna convince you not to.