I found my poetry book from ages 11-18. Some seriously tortured, depressed stuff. So I wasn't just morbid and weird, but I was seriously, just sad. So, so strange to look back. I remember, but don't totally recognize the person writing the poems. If my kids ever write like I did, I'd send them to therapy. Exactly 15 years ago (age 13) I wrote the ( Read more... )

I am currently obsessed with double dutch and 60s mod-Twiggy style. I am even buying double dutch ropes online. Yes, I know...this could be the begining of a mid-life crisis. Or, maybe I'm bored to death by the treadmill and stairmaster and figure I could burn just as many calories jumping rope. Maybe I'll start a LA-based Double Dutch Group? ( Read more... )

I need to resize the pics, but anyway...parts of mi vacacion..

Hidden Chateau

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I'm attempting to add some photos. Hope it works.


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Like I said, I would just follow where the wind takes me...man, did it take me to some unusual spots. Wednesday morning, I started driving down Valley Circle Blvd, passing the park, the Numero Uno, bike shop...nope, no strong calling to go there. Then, St. Bernadine Church was to my left and in slow motion, I pulled into the parking lot, it was ( Read more... )

I spent the morning chatting it up with the mom-in-law. I've decided that there is a method to her madness. She's like a mad scientist who speaks about atoms and other invisibles. I know there's truth to what she says, but its beyond my realm of logic and creativity ( Read more... )

I started my vacation yesterday, Monday at 1pm. I didn't realize how exhausted I was until I was in the stairwell to the parking structure. I literally sat down at the top of the stairs and just put my head on my knees and closed my eyes. I was like a wet rag that had been fully wrung without a drop of moisture. I haven't had a real vacation in ( Read more... )

Woke up at 6:50am, hit snooze, rubbed eyes, starred at clock, 7:45am. Shit, I have to be at work by 8am. What's clean? What's clean ( Read more... )

Sometimes you receive good advice from the most unlikely sources. My stepdad and I over the last few months have developed, I wouldn't say a bond, but an understanding. I'm learning to set aside the things that used to irritate the s**t out of me and accept that everything he does is with good intention. He's a good guy. It's twice now that he's ( Read more... )