Clearly ranting under my breath to everyone I know about this is not enough. We workshopped two stories in my Fiction 300 class today. Let me give you an excerpt of one ( Read more... )

I have such a fucking fear of conflict that I can't quit my stupid job, even though 35 hours of school and week and 24 hours of work is leaving with very little time to do anything else, and apparently I have a friend who thinks my constant involvement in her life is crucial to her existence and other friends that I would actually like to see and ( Read more... )

Alissa has such a way with words. Makes me want to jump off a bridge.

I saw both Gary and Shari today, Shari at lunch and I went over to Gary's new (very cute) little house for dinner. Shari and I talked about their impending divorce and her new life (she's seeing someone), and it was all copacetic but she seemed really, really nervous around me. I didn't really know what to do. She decided to leave Gary because she ( Read more... )

I know this awesome couple that I've been friends with for about 8 years. Basically they are sort of parently and really great, fun friends. And they're getting a divorce. Fuck. I know my grandparents were together until my grandfather died, but I basically no longer believe that two people can stay happily married.

It's warm in the Bay Area. Today was my grandfather's memorial or "celebration of life" and, although I'm too tired to be sad right now, earlier I was pretty sad. I never even knew the actual Joser because he had been sick ever since I can remember. Which is really, really sad because he was such a witty, intellectual person before that. All the ( Read more... )

It's my birthday!!

I had another conversation-over-shots-of-vodka with Roxy about how, even though we're only two years apart, we had totally different childhoods. Mom was really mean to her, actually mean, not the "my parenting skills are slightly compromised because I was abused as a child" sort of thoughtlessness she had with me. I don't think she liked Roxy. We ( Read more... )

I wanna go back to Portland, I wanna go back to Portland, I wanna go back to Portland, I wanna go back to Portland ( Read more... )

I'm not sure how I feel about this travelling thing. I generally like to be independent and would rather not organize things in groups, but right now I wish I wasn't traveling alone. Actually, I wish I were home. I woke up at 5 in the morning the other day after an hour of anxious sleep and said goodbye (a bad, sleep-deprived goodbye) to Australia ( Read more... )