throughout all of this, i have this feeling in the pit of my stomach--
like when you were in high school, maybe, and some friend was going to come by and pick you up any minute now, and you decide to sit down and read a book while you wait, but you just can't get into it because you just keep
looking
out
the window.

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i dreamt you broke up with him, and then (miraculously) you did, in real life. in the dream, we sat in a bar and cried and toasted so hard we shattered the glasses in our hands ( Read more... )

i was trying to explain the idea of "roommates" to a first-grader last week, and she didn't really get it until i compared emily and i to bert and ernie. little did i realize how truly we ressemble them.... i think this video sums up our relationship nicely.... guess which one is me!! Leave a comment

tiny hands squeezed into even tinier fists ( Read more... )

wednesday morning, third-period kindergarten ( Read more... )

i dreamt that school was cancelled because of gas prices. rolled over to an email from jana that joseph and i should hold off on coming to ithaca for a day because with her family there, there's not enough space (physical? emotional?) for us yet ( Read more... )

after all the hubub this morning with the churchies getting stuck in smith college graduation traffic, it occured to me that it's been four years since i graduated with my bachelors. somehow i thought that i'd have done more in that time frame... still ( Read more... )

i cannot believe i just got laid fucking off.

Ilya is in the second grade. He holds up two marker-smudged fingers and waves them in the air while i fiddle with the strap on my guitar. "Two more days," he tells me in his thick Russian accent. "Two more days of rain ( Read more... )