Part of the reason I know that is that, unlike so often, I don't have to fight to be happy. Or if I do, it's only a little shove, a little push and then... I find myself not even consciously thinking about it, dreaming of something and just getting so excited I feel like who in the entire world is happier than me ( Read more... )

 final page before the "readers guide" in Shoot the Moon, by Billie Letts.

A NOTE ABOUT THE TYPE

This book was set in Garamond 3, a typeface based on the Garamond font family created by type designer Claude Garamond (1490-1561), one of the master type founders and cutters of the sixteenth century. The Garamond fonts remained vastly used and very ( Read more... )

Not Provision but Presence ( Read more... )

I'm moving to L.A.

popping in for three weeks in May to get some things taken care of (get a California EMT certificate and a security guard card so I can support myself without flipping burgers, find a place to live etc), and then driving out after my brother's wedding middle of June.

Wish me luck.

Sometimes you get challenged to see if what you say really holds true. As cashier in the dining hall, I'm a bit of a cop, enforcing rules I didn't make, that sometimes make no sense to the students who have to obey them. I see all sorts of attitudes, from humility, ready compliance as soon as their told what the policy or new policy is, to ( Read more... )

It really bothers me how little time the kids get to spend in a loving, nurturing HOME, as opposed to an institution where a lot of artificial restrictions occur for the sake of keeping them in order. These kids are here more than many adults are at a full time job. When do they get to be their parents' kids?
why can't I talk about God?-February 9 ( Read more... )

It's Easter break, so I didn't have to go to work this morning. A very nice thing, and I stayed out until almost 11 last night because I could. Usually my bedtime is around 9 or at the latest 10 (and if it's at 10:00 I regret it the next day), since I have to be at work at 6:30 in the morning. But for the whole weekend, I'm off ( Read more... )

Goodbye ( Read more... )

I've had a low-grade migraine for three days, my gut is starting to complain about something or other I had for breakfast or lunch (or maybe that I didn't have? did I even eat breakfast?), I wanted to lie down and die when I was getting ready to get off work at 1:00 this afternoon when my bosses begged me to work "another fifteen minutes." All day ( Read more... )

Life is beginning to shape itself again - and I'm not sure if I want to be partaking as much. I'm tired. I really should just go lie down for an hour. It snowed last night. They closed the college until 10:00, but that doesn't mean the kitchen closes. I still had to be at work my normal time if I wasn't actually iced in. Which I wasn't ( Read more... )