Past episode: Beach House

And now, New Order:

Confusion: If I really tried, I could hear the bubbling from the fish tank by the bed. He was sitting and tapping away at the computer, and I was standing by his side, watching him in the way that all girls watch their first boyfriends- a bit of caution with some egregious amount of unexplained loyalty. ( Read more... )

Some Beach House songs that remind me of old times:

Zebra:
Sitting on the floor in my friend's bedroom. It was the middle of winter, and we were all in winter coats and shoes. I was studying my friend's fingers as she rolled a joint. This song came on, and I felt like I was floating away.

10 Mile StereoFlipping through stacks of printouts at my ( Read more... )

1. On first impressions:

Me: Do you think I can get in on one of those Macbooks for work?
Girl: Oh, I thought you had a laptop at home already.
Me: I do, but I'm running Linux on it, and I think there will be a lot of compatibility issues.
Girl: ....... you're one of those programmers or something, aren't you? I should've known! You kinda look ( Read more... )

Funny how all of those stupid songs start making sense after a while.

It brings me back to the week I'd spent learning to ride a bicycle. My father had refused to put training wheels on, so I had scrapes and scabs all over my legs from all of the spills I took. Today's the day, he announced, wheeling my bike out on to the sidewalk. I put on a ( Read more... )

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As I walked out of my grandmother's ground floor apartment and into the lobby, I could hear her calling after me. 聽日嚟攞臘腸啦! Wary of all of the English-speaking tenants in the building, I squeaked out an OK啦 that echoed up the stairs behind me. I threw the front door open and let it slam behind me as I walked down the steps. I winced at the thought ( Read more... )

I hope I'll never become self-congratulatory.

(Does this mean I'll have to live a life of discontent?)I miss being a kid. Jealousy meant wishing I had Power Ranger action figures to bring to school like my classmates did. Longing meant wishing the library would let me take out more than four books at a time. Self-improvement meant wishing I could ( Read more... )

A co-worker was being honored at an awards ceremony this evening, so I tagged along to join the cheerleading squad. I had my reservations about going because I have a massive complex about how my co-workers perceive me, but that's another story for another time. I'm glad I went, though ( Read more... )