there was a mist in the air this forty-two degree morning.  between the fog and the breath of the middle-aged couple making their way down the walk.  and the smoke from the lit cigarette, tossed out the driver's side window of that champagne-colored buick, burning out on the pavement ahead.  and most of all, the steam coming up from the canal.  i ( Read more... )

i'm still working on teaching chip & colby how to run through tunnels.  they're getting good at it.  and chip will jump through a hoop.  good stuff.  yesterday, becca & i went to a football game at our high school.  we lost, just like old times.  we bought hoodies from the booster club because it was fairly chilly.  we also went to a festival thing ( Read more... )

we were fourteen years old, walking down the sidewalk toward the village from school.  he rode by on his bike ( Read more... )

my dog kona had a heart attack and died today.

this is mostly from a long time ago ( Read more... )

so i was bored.  i was on myspace.  i thought it might be fun to refresh people's pages to see what "sponsored links" came up for people i knew.  i know you are all going to go try this now, if you haven't already... to my friends: this is what marketers think of you...

Me:
Virginia Family Vacation
Bright Eyes Posters
Are You Bright Eyes?
Disney Family ( Read more... )

i have...

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  made out with a republican during the national anthem 
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  eaten a steak cooked for me by a vegetarian
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  taken pictures of someone in order to get a picture of the person standing next to him
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  messed around in a church with an ex-boyfriend from my youth group
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  complained about my insignificant problems to someone who was probably going to be ( Read more... )

"what should our princess names be?" i asked.
"let's be real princesses," she replied.
"there's no such thing as real princesses" i said.
"no, there are.  princess diana.  i'm going to be princess diana"
"who's princess diana?"
"a real princess"
"how do you know?"
"i know.  it was on tv."
"does she live in a castle?"
"maybe."
"you're lying."
"no, she really ( Read more... )

I'm going to be working this year as a teaching assistant in a 12:1:1 special education classroom in the Marion Central School District.  This is a position that I look overqualified for on paper but that I feel underqualified for in my head.  I'm excited.  I met the teacher I will be working with, and she seems really nice.  Orientation is Tuesday ( Read more... )

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