I fell on Friday - pulled down to the sidewalk by my giant man dog. There's a big road rash on my elbow, where I landed, and after three days, it's still gooey and leaky. Which landed me in a small trip to the ER after the local clinic said they didn't have the supplies to scrape the wound ( Read more... )

It's difficult to explain why I don't talk to my mom, and even when I do, I doubt you'll really understand. I hope you don't. To get it, I think you have to have similar circumstances, and I don't wish that on anyone ( Read more... )

It's been almost a year since I last wrote anything. C'est la vie.

Next week, Greg and I will be celebrating our 5 year anniversary. Seems important.

So last night, one of the nerds happens to also be a guitar nerd and claimed to be king of the music mountain. He swaggered and said, "I'm sure we have some music in common. Who do you like ( Read more... )

Skiing. Jealous. Well, only partly. I'm looking forward to beach weather and sweating on the porch with hard lemonades. Snow can go fuck itself ( Read more... )

To start with, things are going well in my life and I don't consider myself crazy. Maybe I got a little carried away. I'm imaginative. I spend a lot of time spinning out bizarre scenarios in my head and seeing what might happen. It's what makes me good at my job. It's what entertains me. Sometimes, it spills over into my daily life, but that's ( Read more... )

Bras
Lingerie
Anthropologie:
-two shirts
-perfume
-necklace
Espresso maker
Bathroom scale
Yarn
Household smell-good products
-those weird scenty sticks
-glade plug ins
Picture frame
Extra groceries
Antique turquoise lamp
Multi-colored heart latte mug
Sparkling heart-shaped cookie platter

I love love love the Fat Quarter shop. I generally spend hours comparing and contrasting the many different fabric choices, and then check the tracking code on the delivery an insane amount of times. And, when they finally arrive, all lovely and colorful and CUT, I just about jump on top of my machine and start sewing. Alas, it takes me awhile to ( Read more... )

The high moments of life: new apartment, graduation, graduation money, Christmas time, sexy web cam time, getting a raise soon, decorating my new life, being able to walk around the neighborhood again, friends, writing, Greg.

I was looking in my old email account for a friend’s address, and I started rereading emails I’d sent. One in particular titled “Seriously, you swedish ass” caught my attention ( Read more... )