My dad brought me roses and made me a construction paper valentine which I put up on my wall. “Be my Valentine” spelled elegantly in glitter - he is so meticulous and artistic. Also I gave Sophie a similar sort of Valentine this morning, which I’d made when I’d come home for Shabbat a few weeks before and found my mother making Valentines for all ( Read more... )

I drank the best wine I've ever tasted on a mountain in northern California, then rode the last bit home through an absurdly vicious winter storm. I love and despise my family so much. I won't see Mishi again until Jonah's graduation.

Tomorrow we are going to a warmer place.

1. what did you do in 2005 that you'd never done before? went to san francisco ( Read more... )

Everyone thinks the worst thing about getting the flu is throwing up, but it's not. It's the fever. The pain where my hips rested on the bed was unbelievable. I had to move constantly, I tried to lie on my side but my stomach couldn't take it. I thought about running up hills. I thought about races. But making yourself hurt for around twenty-five ( Read more... )

Today I went for a run in 10 degrees. When I got back Sophie noticed that frost had gathered on my shoulders and hat.

Last night she surprised me with sparkling cider to toast me for winning the poetry thing! Later I gave her fuzzy socks for Chanukah/end of exams.

Linguistics was painless. Just the fiction conference left, and packing.

Fuck college. I oversoaped the washing machine. Let's just go home.

The warmth today felt gorgeous. But the rain in your face didn’t, and you fought not to slip in partly-frozen slush ( Read more... )

I won something! There's this 5-college poetry fest. A lot of people on my floor submitted to it. From the submissions they picked two people from each of the colleges. One of them is meeeeeeee ( Read more... )

Boy from car, Saturday night: "Baby, my love for you is like diarrhea: I just can't keep it in!"