When I read A Million Little Pieces by James Frey, I took a liking to the book he read while in rehab on Taoism. So on my library trip following, I picked up a book called Everyday Tao by Deng Ming-Dao. I can't say that I'm particularly educated on the subject of Eastern religions, so this was my first real foray into anything other than Islam, ( Read more... )

I bought a vintage American Tourister suitcase today -- it's a sunny yellow with the initials HRK on the top. Inside it has three compartments, two which are removable with snaps, and one that's elasticized. There are two ribbons, presumably to hold your stuff down. I fell in love with it and had to have it. It matches my room, so I figure I can ( Read more... )

My brother and I are in the process of hunting around for a good used car so he can have something for senior year and I can have something to drive both in the summers and when I come home on breaks. My dad said he'd match whatever Ryan and I put in together (meaning, if I contribute $1,000 and Ryan contributes $1,000, my dad will put in $2,000 ( Read more... )

I took two semesters of Italian my first year of college, and I donated my textbook in a fit of joy that I'd never have to conjugate verbs again. But I find that I'm really missing learning the language and just speaking everyday. I think I learned more in those two semesters then I did in my four years of Spanish. I feel sort of guilty about ( Read more... )

 Weeds is probably the best show I've watched in a very long time. Not to mention the fact that Silas is one attractive person. I'm making my way through season 2, since season 1 wasn't OnDemand. One of my friends just got season 1 on DVD so I'll probably tackle that soon with her.

Why didn't I watch TV until college?

I started reading A Wolf at the Table by Augusten Burroughs today, and it falls into the category of horrifying guilt-inducer. As long as I could remember, I have felt guilty at the fact that my family was, in some sense of the word at least, stable. We've run into issues, granted. And my grandparents have strange and interesting upbringings; these ( Read more... )

Books I've Read So Far This Summer
1. Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs by Chuck Klosterman
2. Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert
3. Twilight  by Stephenie Meyer

4. New Moon by Stephenie Meyer
5. Eclipse by Stephenie Meyer
6. Comfort: A Mother's Journey Through Grief by Ann Hood
7. Bobbi Brown Beauty by Bobbi Brown
8. Angels in America: Millennium Approaches ( Read more... )

1. ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT ( Read more... )

Life is pretty bizarre. Think about it; some of the most beautiful moments in the world are contained in the most polar extremes of emotion: a beautiful baby, an uplifting yet reflective funeral for someone who lived a long, wonderful life. It's in these extremes that I think we find the reality, what makes us human. We find that heartbreak is the ( Read more... )

When I get tipsy, for some reason, I get really productive. I come home, and I'm like "Yes! I will make lists! I will plan my future!" And of course, this rarely happens, or my drink-induced state makes me way to ideal for things to be accomplished.  But right now, after arriving home after between four and five quick glasses of champagne (and I ( Read more... )