I'm stressed out again. I leave for Scotland tomorrow at 3 PM, and there are so many things I have to take care of in the next... 20 hours. I made a to-do list at work this morning, and it had twenty items on it ( Read more... )

My mother was a clinical social worker throughout my childhood, and especially because my father traveled a lot, her employment necessitated some extra help: in other words, a nanny. Her name was Gaëlle, and she was from the south of France; she had an oval, freckled face, a broad smile, and a French accent, and she loved children. My idyllic ( Read more... )

Did anybody else miss this?

Not a day goes by that I don't think about you.

I hope I'm really not that ridiculous. I'm sorry if I am.

I took a blotter. It had a blue skull on it. Like the mast of a pirate ship. And now I'm swimming in an ocean of breath. I thought it was going to be colder and more cerebral than mushrooms. But it's so different. It's like the warmth of your body puts this invisible shield of somethingness around you that builds you up and makes you sail.

I got a job at a very big music company. They have a networked iTunes library with access to 50,000 songs. I expected the people there to all be Pitchforkian music snobs, but instead I walked in and the only guy audibly playing music was blasting Beyonce Knowles' mixtape cover of "In Da Club." Surreal ( Read more... )

1. I love the L Word.
2. I hate Dr. Phil.
3. I must get out of here.

Oh, where the ash trees surrounding us ( Read more... )

Every time I see her, she reminds me how beautiful everything is. You would love her. She has this presence that's so magnetic and fascinating... she's ethereal. And she says the most deep things - not deep like in that middle-school, that's-so-deep way - but totally magnificent, like you could write down everything she says. But I think if anyone ( Read more... )