May 2011
1 post
April 2011
5 posts
I wonder what happened to the girl who wrote everyday. Who had stacks of journals next to her bed. Who had so much to write that journals couldn’t stay empty. The girl who went through books like they were water. What happened?
“When you have insomnia, you’re never really asleep… and you’re...”
– Fight Club.
I feel so mad. I feel so angry. I feel so callous. So lost, confused, again.
March 2011
3 posts
my savior loves, my savior lives, my savior’s always there for me. my god he was, my god he is, my god is always gonna be.
it needs to be spring. because once it’s spring, summer is right around the corner. the sunshine today makes me hopeful, despite the weather forecast. i want to be in dresses and to let my hair dry in the sunshine and have windows down and walk barefoot. please spring, just give me what I want.
February 2011
2 posts
Four of the past six days I have felt like complete crap. I hate getting sick like this and not being able to function. Hopefully my medicine kicks in soon so that I can get out of bed.
I can feel it in my brain…like a brain freeze or a head rush. It’s an indication that it’s working. I just want to be better. I wish I didn’t have to deal with this but I try my best...
“when you date someone, it’s like you’re taking a class in them and...”
– how I met your mother
January 2011
2 posts
so come with me, where dreams are born and time is never planned. just think of happy things, and your heart will fly on wings in never never land.
December 2010
2 posts
“Life’s disappointments are harder to take when you don’t know any swear words.”
– Calvin & Hobbes (via mollygrunewald)
November 2010
7 posts
chocolate is no ordinary food. it’s not something you can take or leave, something you like only moderately. you don’t like chocolate. you don’t love chocolate. chocolate is something you have an affair with.
“It’s about how a pop song has the power to bowl over the contradictions and indignities of the real world, offering a glimpse of freedom and transcendence, and about what it’s like to go back to being yourself when the music stops.”
I bought the GQ with Rachel and Quinn in their underpants. and the writer summed up why Glee is as great as it is.
“You don’t get to choose how you’re going to die. Or when. But you...”
– Joan Baez
October 2010
1 post
September 2010
1 post
I’ve learned to appreciate the days I don’t feel like total crap. Functional is acceptable.
July 2010
1 post
Bob Dylan’s “forever young” has brought me to tears several times in the past month or so, yet I continue to listen to it.
June 2010
1 post
I am 25 and I am afraid to go in a car wash. Its an irrational fear, but I just can’t bring myself to do it. Everything about it just makes me freak out. Driving my car into those bars that suck the car through and those huge sponges and strips of fabric rubbing all over the windshield…how can someone not grip the steering wheel in fright?
May 2010
3 posts
"Why did this lady send in a post-it that says 'hottie' on it in with her cash?" -me
"It's her password." -krista
"Oh, I thought she was telling me I was goodlooking." -me
glee
Glee has quickly become my new favorite show. I giggle and have to try to explain to my husband why every part of the show is so great. (He began to dislike it back in the fall when Kurt joined the football team and did his field kick to “All the Single Ladies,” Beyonce dance and all.) It is such a great show because it does a great job depicting real high school kids, and it is...
“the world moves faster than we knew. not fast enough to not creep up on you.”
– Something Corporate
April 2010
5 posts
mollys milkshake brings...
we are sitting on the megabus. it’s dark because it’s nighttime. we both have our earbuds in because we are trying to get in a little nap before we get to Chicago and have a fun-packed weekend with Amanda. i see molly rummaging through our empty hardees bags and think perhaps she is looking for a stray fry, maybe her chicken tenders didnt quite hit the spot. then Molly taps me and...
go pick up a magazine.
I love the glossy pages and the interviews and of course the photographs. Holding a magazine in my hands and looking at the beautiful photography and taking in the words is a whole different experience than having my macbook on my lap and typing “bluefly.com” and mindlessly online shopping. There is an ad campaign running in magazines this month, “Magazines, The Power of...
this is how not to use the drive up.
it has become clear to me that a large percent of the banking population does not know how to use the drive up at a financial instition, at least not the one I work at. so I thought I would try to clear up some confusion.
-do not, under any circumstance send large amounts of loose coin, in the tube. it can get stuck or break because it’s heavy. also when the teller opens that tube, the...
“we’re only just as happy as everyone else seems to be.”
– Jimmy Eat World
March 2010
12 posts
wrestle-what?
Sunday night I attended a Wrestlemania party. I haven’t watched wrestling on tv since I was about eight and one of my brothers wanted to try out one of the signature moves on me. Even without a prior knowledge of anything wrestling related, I had so much fun. Everyone was shouting and making personal commentaries about the fights. Yes, the boys had to explain seemingly obvious things to...
john mayer is my soulmate.
at least thats what i joke around and tell rj. all the time. i love john mayer. his music. john mayer’s songwriting. the way he makes faces when he plays the guitar. the way he looks in general. the way john mayer gives a fantastic interview. i could just give reason upon reason. i tell rj that john mayer gets me. i buy magazines when john mayer is on the cover. i made a coaster...
.families.
so I’ve had a great couple of days. my families are great. my husband has been out of town and I have spent my days with my family. I am lucky to be a part of two fantastic families who love me and let me stay over when I am too chicken to be alone. I had so much fun eating corned beef and laughing with my parents and brother. watching idol and talking while justin folds his socks....
they say you can see your future inside a glass of...
very often i am asked if i am in college. i set these people straight and say, “no no i have a degree.” i bet they wonder what i am doing cashing their paychecks every week. did i go to school for finance? nope. English. i chose English because i like literature and i like to write. i like to get lost in elaborate stories about another time or place and then think about them for...
.monday.
it’s not even noon yet. a woman went off about locations and dropped some f bombs at me. i smile and understand. a man winked at me and told me i ought to get outside. i tell him to enjoy the sunshine for me. a guy in his twenties stared at me the entire time i helped him and then was barely audible in his responses. a creeper tells me i looks good. i smile. i smile and am polite and...
“i need the smell of summer, i need its noises in my ears.
if looks could really...”
– Brand New.
February 2010
16 posts
“I wanted to write. I actually majored in English in college. But what are you...”
– 500 Days of Summer
sick and tired...
pajamas and my pillow. that is what my doctor told me i need. and he wrote me some prescriptions, took chest xrays, told me not to kiss rj…
i sit here in my favorite maroon sweatpants watching 500 days of summer. i have watched so many movies in the past three days i lost count. the pile of tissues next to the couch grows and grows. i have consumed an entire container of simply orange...
so long mexico...
this mexico trip was good for me. I spent a little less time with the little Mexican children and a little more time with the high school students. it was great getting to know them, and I had some amazing kids on my team. boys who fill their free time with gladitor competitions and wall climbing. a tiny girl who lifts more than she weighs. a very tall boy who pretended to be a monster just...
