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Pie
It's the brother-creature's birthday today, and he has a bizarre predilection for tongue peelingly sour food-stuffs. The kid puts vinegar on pasta. So instead of a cake, I made him a modified lemon meringue pie. Modified, because I was too lazy to cook it from scratch (also because we had only one lemon), and also because making something ( Read more... ) -
Nectarines
Perfectly ripe nectarines are the most joyous food I know. When you suspect that the next bite might be leathery, but it's smooth, or you anticipate a thrill of bitterness, but it stays drowningly sweet-tart and drenchingly juicy ( Read more... ) -
Disappointment: to face or escape?
I received the results for my most recent (third) actuarial exam, the MFE. 3 out of 10, where passing is a six. I am unsurprised, but hugely disheartened. There is nothing like failing at something that you work very hard at, but don't actually care about ( Read more... ) -
If you can't love something, let it go.
I bought a skirt this weekend. It was relinquished to me in care of a beautiful, sturdy paper bag. I bought fast food three times, used four straw/lid combos, a pizza box, two cups of coffee in paper cups, three glass beer bottles, one glass wine bottle. Some napkins. It was vacation ( Read more... ) -
Missives from the Frontier
I was going to say, "It's not you, it's me." But maybe it is you, Livejournal. Here I was, wondering why I was putting up with advertisements that play in the middle of my page instead of just keeping it to a Basic account, and then I discovered, I am already as basic as it gets. I have to say, I am not sure that I like this side of you. And it ( Read more... ) -
Poem
A Stasis
After seven
the thirty-first floor softens
like driftwood.
In the elevator well
I listen to the distant
exhalations
of pulleys. Their endless debriefings
like the creak of cedars
growing past. -
People talking like they know about stuff that they don't know!
Daylight Savings Time disturbs me. A girl gets used to riding the bus to work in the soothing, sleepy darkness, tracking the sun in time with her morning caffeine intake, and then getting to the park and ride at the end of the day before the sun quite starts to set. Then all of a sudden her morning is blinded by a fuschia sunrise and it's dark ( Read more... ) -
Myth: Busted
Sometimes I have to wonder about the idea of unconditional canine affection. I went to bed last night, and a few minutes after I turned out the lights, I hear little doggy feet coming down the stairs, and then scratching at my door. I staggered up, opened it, and there was Marley, our black yorkshire-terrier/toy poodle attitude ball. He wags his ( Read more... ) -
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It's done. I feel like I've lost a little bit of myself.
On the other hand, now I'll HAVE to update more often! But it'll be weird clicking "Post to jookitcz" instead of "Post to fairiebutterfly."
Maybe I won't even stop here. Maybe I'll purchase a PAID ACCOUNT. It's something to think about, now that I'm bringing home the bacon. -
Fairiebutterfly.
I just discovered that at some point between when I began to use livejournal and today, livejournal has added a service to change usernames.
This changes a lot.
Is this the cusp of true adulthood? Turning points can take any of myriad subtle forms.