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10 Things I Learned From the Renaissance Faire This Year
1. I'd missed seeing my friends. I was happy the moment Niki and Richard picked me up and I was glad to get out for a while. It wouldn't have mattered too much where we went as long as it was out. At the same time, I found myself wishing there was more centrality to the event so that I could have seen Melody more, and I missed the big group we ( Read more... ) -
Just a Dream
I dreamt my neighbors took me to a service at their church, which somehow ended up leading to a funeral. Since I'm no stranger to funerals, I went without fuss, but then we arrived at the cemetery. It was a night service and instead of a coffin, there was a litter with an old woman curled up on it - and she was still moving. Barely. She opened ( Read more... ) -
Liz Taylor, Lady of Hollywood Past, Present, and - Future?
Each time I visit downtown Burbank, I usually glance at the portraits of film stars surrounding the local movie house with a special twinge of nostalgia and child-like glee. There are the Ghostbusters! And there, smouldering as Othello, is my beloved Laurence Fishburne, calling me to join him with those spellbinding eyes.
But for the past few ( Read more... ) -
My Measurements, As Of Today
I need to get out and buy some new bras soon because the old ones are 40 inches around, and, well - I'm not 40 inches around below the bust any more, and it's starting to get awkward. So I took a simple measurement to see which size I should look for, and just decided to do the whole thing. Here's where I'm at today ( Read more... ) -
259 Days
259 - days since I started changing my eating and exercise habits ( Read more... ) -
How I Really Purge
I feel that I should start off by saying that it hasn't been a good weekend for me to interact with most people, despite my best efforts and intentions. On Saturday evening, I began to suspect that I should have stayed away from people and turned off my phones. A happy interlude with my neighbors made me wonder if I'd just hit a snag, but by ( Read more... ) -
Chewable, Coated Doses of Life
I keep thinking that I should say something, write something while I have the chance. After a day full of dentistry and work and a tooth that is quickly adjusting to its new state but not quickly enough to avoid some unpleasantness, I should find a way to say something that isn't just about work and pain and teeth.
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Living to the Beat
Last night I dreamt that I hugged my ma, and had my ear pressed over her heart. I could hear my own internal monologue saying, "I live to the beat of your life," something I wrote in an old romantic poem years ago. And her heart was the perfectly timed ticking of a clock - I could see the clock face, the smooth motion of the hands, the strong ( Read more... ) -
No Cure for Human Stupidity
Of all the fucking times to find something wrong with my grocery bill ( Read more... ) -
Waiting to Inhale
Today in the doctor's office, there's one girl sitting in the waiting room. Blond, pretty enough that I quickly think so, even though she's blond. I go up to the window and leave my John Hancock on the sign-in sheet, unhappy with the restrained sound of my own voice. When I turn around, I scope all the open benches and realize that though she ( Read more... )