Sometimes I say things in my head that I think are funny and I want to write them down. Sometimes I use writing as a way to process my thoughts, which are murky and ungraceful. Mostly this is a self-gratifying interweb experiment that started in 2003 and I keep it up simply because I want to see how it all ends. In some ways, this is better than a photo. I grew up in this blog from 2003 to today.
Saturday, January 28, 2006
like a school girl.
did i mention watching the sunrise over the ocean and rides on his scooter on the pier? turns out i'm a bit of a 'mantic...getting caught in the rain and huddling under some overhang on a deserted street.....long walks on the beach, oh ok, i'll shut up now. hee hee....it's saturday night and i have a birthday to attend, so ahem....i shall be going now....
to be or not to be
i am back from miami. i had a fab time and spent way to much money and met someone amazing. he lives there. i live here. i am wise enough to not entertain any foolish notions but i am confused and i am thinking and trying to figure something out. why is it i am so surprised to meet a good man? no, really, a GOOD man. wise, spiritual, loving, respectful, mature, giving. they are out there, they exist. they just haven't existed for me just yet. i don't know what would happen if i lived there, i don't dare speculate, but, sigh.
Thursday, January 19, 2006
pleasant surprise
How delightful that instead of going to work this morning I'm going to Miami! It's a last minute trip I decided to do on MONDAY.
Last weekend Maleko and I went to Navy Pier and Shedd Aquarium. I wish I had been a biology major in college because then I could play with dolphins instead of sell crap. By the way, seven-year-olds are fabulous.
Maybe I will go back to school...
Kari, the thing I was going to tell you is while home in Minnesota I went to a musical with my Mom, The Black Nativity at the Martin Luther King Center-and Jameela Pettiford was singing in it. Remember her from high school? Voice AH-mazing of course......and I found out Kelly is in fact planning our reunion.....ok. gotta go to Miami.
Favorite song of the week-Happy Birthday (??) by Stevie Wonder.....
ok, now i gotta go to Miami.
love all!
Last weekend Maleko and I went to Navy Pier and Shedd Aquarium. I wish I had been a biology major in college because then I could play with dolphins instead of sell crap. By the way, seven-year-olds are fabulous.
Maybe I will go back to school...
Kari, the thing I was going to tell you is while home in Minnesota I went to a musical with my Mom, The Black Nativity at the Martin Luther King Center-and Jameela Pettiford was singing in it. Remember her from high school? Voice AH-mazing of course......and I found out Kelly is in fact planning our reunion.....ok. gotta go to Miami.
Favorite song of the week-Happy Birthday (??) by Stevie Wonder.....
ok, now i gotta go to Miami.
love all!
Monday, January 16, 2006
i'm feeling like a criminal
remember how i lost my wallet? truth is i threw it away. didn't realize it until it was too late.
threw it away in a shopping bag. along with the receipt to the world's most expensive bra. yes, i said bra. i needed a new one. and i had a gift cert that i used to buy it at VS, it was more than $50. i did not throw the bra away. but i did realize a day or two later that the electronic magnetic tag thingy was still on. how did i get out the store without the loud and embarassing beep beep beeping at the door? your guess is as good as mine.
now the problem: how to remove the tag???could i take it back to the store? without the bag or receipt? i have been thinking about it for days-imagining the cops walking up behind me as i tell my story to the cashier, "No really, I swear I bought it here, I just threw away all evidence, um, I mean..."
no, i decided, the answer was to macgyver my way through the tag, crash course to thievery, or something like that. last night i tried to cut the metal part with a knife. didn't work. tried to pry it open with a fork. didn't work. banged it on the counter. didn't work. today i called the one person i know who spent a good portion of adolescence shoplifting or hanging out with shoplifters. i asked her not to be offended that i was asking, she wasn't. she said something about just having to poke a hole in the material and pulling it through and being content with a hole in your new item. it sounded ok so when i got home i tried using the hammer. hammer was actually encouraging because the pieces of plastic were flying off giving me the impression(false) that the hammer would work. but it didn't. i went online to see if i could find out some snazzy way to demagnetize the tag-you can actually do it if you have a power drill and a strong magnet-ihave neither. so i got the scissors and tried to cut the metal. didn't work. broke the scissors. bruised my hand and cut my palm. i am brilliant. then and only then i sighed. and tugged and pulled and tugged again until i had created a hole big enough to indeed pull it through. sigh. my hand hurts.
threw it away in a shopping bag. along with the receipt to the world's most expensive bra. yes, i said bra. i needed a new one. and i had a gift cert that i used to buy it at VS, it was more than $50. i did not throw the bra away. but i did realize a day or two later that the electronic magnetic tag thingy was still on. how did i get out the store without the loud and embarassing beep beep beeping at the door? your guess is as good as mine.
now the problem: how to remove the tag???could i take it back to the store? without the bag or receipt? i have been thinking about it for days-imagining the cops walking up behind me as i tell my story to the cashier, "No really, I swear I bought it here, I just threw away all evidence, um, I mean..."
no, i decided, the answer was to macgyver my way through the tag, crash course to thievery, or something like that. last night i tried to cut the metal part with a knife. didn't work. tried to pry it open with a fork. didn't work. banged it on the counter. didn't work. today i called the one person i know who spent a good portion of adolescence shoplifting or hanging out with shoplifters. i asked her not to be offended that i was asking, she wasn't. she said something about just having to poke a hole in the material and pulling it through and being content with a hole in your new item. it sounded ok so when i got home i tried using the hammer. hammer was actually encouraging because the pieces of plastic were flying off giving me the impression(false) that the hammer would work. but it didn't. i went online to see if i could find out some snazzy way to demagnetize the tag-you can actually do it if you have a power drill and a strong magnet-ihave neither. so i got the scissors and tried to cut the metal. didn't work. broke the scissors. bruised my hand and cut my palm. i am brilliant. then and only then i sighed. and tugged and pulled and tugged again until i had created a hole big enough to indeed pull it through. sigh. my hand hurts.
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

this is me hibernating for the winter, except there is greenery in my winter.
long and short of it:
i lost my wallet
i have no money and at the moment no way of getting money
i have made some very serious new year's resolutions
i have officially fallen in love with chicago
my brother and his fiance are having a baby in three weeks
life is about to be amazing
i have stories that should be told. ideally to friends who are too busy to call me-if that is you you need to pick up the phone. unless you are in a different country.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)