March 2011
February 2011
doing, being
Thinking about my friend, about my mom, thinking about cake, playing WWF, trying to get myself to do some work. wondering if you all think I’m a bad person because on the one hand I’m telling you about this awful thing that I deny is real, on the other hand, I’m posting monster cake narratives.
Why am I thinking that if I’m not all misery all the time, you’ll think...
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the god of cake →
someone had sent this to me, I think some time ago, but only a piece of it, or I’d only seen a piece of it but I am now compelled to have it here on my dash for ever. or for as forever as the interweb is. (am I the only one who worries that one day it will disappear?
[related: might there come a day during which, at one point or another, I might not be tormented by the fact that I fully...
Is that a book you got there?
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The Beautiful Things That Heaven Bears by Dinaw Mengestu. harrowing, slowly sad. reading slowly, hesitant to finish and...
happy
have been thinking about the happy place meme. finding myself unable to:
a) embrace the notion of happy place, or
b) summon the photoshop skills to suggest a happy meal, even.
I’m not miserable, but even in places (real, metaphysical) of great beauty, there’s always been some underlying sadness, somehow. trace evidence.
this morning I’m wondering if it’s irresponsible...
“One in three pregnancies end in miscarriage. As a woman who miscarried in the...”
– Georgia Representative Wants To Investigate All Miscarriages
And it would also discourage women from seeking needed medical attention if they miscarry.
If you’re not getting more and more pissed every day, you’re not paying attention.
(via sarahchristine)
WHAT IS GOING ON?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
(via...
and finally
silently. allowed.
thank you many for your kind words and thoughts. many many things big and small happening all around us. thank you all for being around. sort of like when you go out to walk the dog and see people you sort of know, only I don’t have a dog and can’t really see you but you’re there. and sometimes stop and say hello and others of us nod in passing. or stop...
Monday
at work. snow shifting from strain (snow turning to rain, my new word idea), to fairy dust, slow-mo snow globe floating flakes.
cold. distracted.
A condolence visit yesterday to the mother, my high school English teacher, of a 43 year old woman who died last week of complications. of her life. An obscenity, a parent mourning her child. Went with another former high school teacher who is...
sitting
Mom is resting her eyes. I look over every now and again, see she’s breathing. Of course she is. For some reason she seems slurry today. She isn’t, but she is. She has Parkinson’s disease for godsake, of course she’s shaking. but in different ways than she has before. With her body, not just her hands. Not just her walking balance, her sitting, she’s in...
full moon
walking back from mom’s. thinking about you lot, thinking to tell you the melt is snowing.
realizing the sad sad truth that this is only two glasses of wine supporting my language work.
only two.
only
Music Therapy for Parkinson's Patients →
utnereader:
We know that music is good for just about everything. It has been shown to be beneficial for pregnant moms and people with depression, and as an aid to studying and an enhancement to dining. Now we can add Parkinson’s patients to the list of beneficiaries.
note to self: sober up and read this. hope for mom.
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fruit
someone brought fresh fruit to the office today.
I can’t eat the blueberries.
