Month: December 2010
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I think this is a pretty typical day for the cat. She hasn’t seemed to have any problems staying in bed with me all day. I’ve talked to more of my family today than I normally do, so that’s nice. this is mostly out of boredom, so I apologize because it’s boring, but my fingers…
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oh stomach flu, oh stomach flu…
…don’t talk to me about being verdant. Just when I think I’ll make it through the holiday without feeling too pathetic, too sorry for myself, too dependent on people – I wind up throwing up all over myself and the floor twice as I’m trying to make it to the bathroom. I wind up cleaning…
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The happier note
In happy news I got “Inferno,” by Eileen Myles because Rebecca Loudon kept talking about how fabulous it was and I’m excited to find out how fabulous it really is and Joni Mitchel’s album “Blue” and warm mittens and a hat and two beautiful leather journals and anthropologie gift cards, a beautiful shirt to go…
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I love and I love
It’s quiet here at my house. After all the commotion of spending the morning with my family away from family. All the yelling, the excitement. I woke up at 2 in the morning and couldn’t sleep, laying on the couch made up for me until I realized I had forgotten to prepare the sticky buns…
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Video Happy today – The Weepies <3
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Flesh dreams
I still feel the flesh of that dream. I feel the weight of the lives I took in it – not guilt, but the weight of them. I feel the crisp, tart skin of an apple in between my teeth – the thick skin of it. Someone at work was talking about dreams today and…
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Christmas Flash mob!
Click for the mob! It is sort of sad that flash mobs are becoming so popular they are almost expected now. Sadly, it defeats the purpose…oh well.
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Say no to licorice part 3
My father’s house is mossy with high redwoods, a creek in the back. Fallen walnuts litter the ground. We’d always throws them over the fences, into the neighbors’ yards to see how far they could go. Sounds idyllic (his yard). Did I mention the dozen rusted cars, the big-rig trailer full of hand-me downs (junk),…
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Say no to licorice part 2
I woke up feeling lonely. For no particular reason. Maybe it’s the dream I had about my mom and it was us against the world of revolutionized cats and my brother. Every one but us had been zapped by an electricity gun and their teeth turned blue and they were coming after us. We were…