I've barely slept, and to do it justice I had intended to save news of my trip for another time, when I'm more lucid and apt to speak in a manner which is somewhat intelligible. However, on objectively assessing my abilities thereof, I came to the realization that such an opportunity might never come. Because CA matters so much to me, it was never ( Read more... )

Guys who whistle at me are not my type. (Life should not parallel Roger Rabbit cartoons.) Guys who slouch in their chairs in the lunchroom and leer at me while I eat--not my type. Guys who want me to act as an audience to their painful reminiscence about college-days-long-gone--oh, the blissful nights spent lit in the gutter!--and who want me to ( Read more... )

The Catholic Conference was interesting. (I'm almost entirely certain that I'm not providing the correct title, but that's how I think of it. Eucharistic Conference? Something like that.) Jim Caviezel's speech swayed between hilarious, empowering and a wee bit scary--not once, though, did he waver in his stance as an absolutely gorgeous man. Yes, ( Read more... )

My job this year at Havertys requires more thought than assignments in summers previous, which I appreciate deeply; yet it's hardly a thrill. Whitman is my ambrosia, the only real sustenance I take at break. Walking back to parts this afternoon with "Drum Taps" still thrilling through me, I looked dazedly up at the ceiling, and for no reason other ( Read more... )

I found a grey hair last night...I think. (It may have just been a thin hair, which is kinda what I'm banking on.) I thought the situation ought to be marked with weeping, but after a few moments of staring at myself in the mirror and trying to force tears, I concluded that I am, indeed, devoid of feelings. I can't even fake emotion. I'm robotic. ( ( Read more... )

My favorite among his pieces? Kenny Chesney shirtless ( Read more... )

Who are they to say?!

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If I were a selfless person, I'd celebrate John Paul's passing, because he was in a lot of pain and deserved rest in an almost unprecedented way. I'm NOT, so for now I only feel the loss. Maybe in a few days I'll be ready to hear his request that we rejoice. What IS heartening, for the moment, is that that grief over his passing hasn't proved ( Read more... )

-Response to the return of God's little messenger
I've decided to forgive Miami its past offenses in my life.

We girls left our hotel on the beach at 5:30 this morning to brave the turnpike coming home, and it was surprisingly hard for me. The week I was somewhat apprehensive about ended up being a wonderful mix of beaching and shopping and eating ( Read more... )

(You asked for an update, MacKenzie, and oh do I aim to please ( Read more... )