A lot of this month has sucked really hard. There have been some high points; I had a great birthday party; I spent a lot of time with friends; I got to see some people I don't see all that often. But a lot of people and events are pissing me off, too, and today has been a total bastard of a day and you know what? I really don't want to talk ( Read more... )

I try not to dwell on regrets; seeking to change them negates your current life, and as a general rule, I do not want to trade any of that away. I have hundreds of specific regrets, things I wish I had done differently or done at all, like everyone does, but I can't know the way those changes would have rippled throughout my life. I may not have ( Read more... )

It is Wednesday, June 26, 1996 and I have been awake for at least 72 hours when the cab drops us outside our sunny 26th Street apartment in Astoria and we climb the stairs ( Read more... )

My first kiss, the story goes, was when I was 2-1/2 years old. His name was Matthew, another 2-something who lived on the block between my grandmother's house and my great-Uncle's house. I remember him having bright blond hair and a round face, but I don't really remember the event itself ( Read more... )

I believe the only thing we are guaranteed is right now, so we should be kind to each other, take chances, and live hard ( Read more... )

(This is supposed to be "What you ate today, in great detail," but I haven't been feeling so hot the last two days, so I really haven't eaten very much. So I'm going to continue hoping I feel better tomorrow, and flip Day 4 and Day 5 ( Read more... )

( This got really long, with template-breaking pictures. )

There are a handful of people in the world I love so much that I would do anything in the world--anything--to take away whatever sadness or pain they're dealing with ( Read more... )

"Wow," I thought, looking in my Facebook sidebar. "Lots of birthdays today! And two of them are my cousins; what are the odds?"

My cousins are twins. *facepalm*

I'd just turned nine and started fourth grade when The Golden Girls premiered. My parents were eager to see how this new show starring Bea, Betty, Rue, and Estelle would pan out, and we watched it together. I think they somehow convinced themselves that the adult humor was clever enough to go over my head, and with a lot of kids, maybe it would ( Read more... )