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Either or.
I cried at work today, for the first time ever. I was hosting an event which ended up getting 80 people, but there were some technical difficulties that I had to fix and a line of about 5-10 people at the registers and I was supposed to be in two places at once, and I just started sobbing in the marketing office. I stopped myself, as crying was ( Read more... ) -
friday night=internet party?
I was going through a really old diary of mine and found the following entry:
77. questions
December 06, 2003 - 12:58 AM
how are you supposed to deal with the fact that the guy you may or may not be interested in is going to ecuador for an entire semester???
I had been trying to figure out who this was, until I remembered-this really tall, sweet, ( Read more... ) -
don't forget yourself
I'm trying to be celibate in mind and body, trying to clear my head of thoughts and unwanted desires. I know I have them, but I'd like to clear house before I decide which ones I should keep for my sanity, versus letting them rage unchecked. I know what most of my relationship problems are-I overthink, I give too much with the expectation of ( Read more... ) -
hm.
Every week, when I take the light rail back home, I seem to walk behind this short blond kid who is always wearing a polo shirt and plaid shorts. I wouldn't have noticed him if he didn't act so weirdly. The first time I happened to be behind him, he was on a cellphone and kept on turning around, then walking quicker. The second time he kept on ( Read more... ) -
can't put it in??? ahhh!
There's something wrong with me. So far, the two poems I have written are about sex. It's not frighteningly obvious, but it's about the acquisition of and forced nature of sex.
I never used to write about sex! I would write about relationship issues, my heritage, anything but sex. I liked avoiding it. I also used to love the journey a poem ( Read more... ) -
TO RACHEL
I assume you have found the following websites:
Texts From Last Night
FML
Open Letters
If not, I hope you enjoy them as much as I enjoyed the ones you suggested.
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oh jane!
I'm fascinated with graduate school. I accidentally enrolled myself into a poetry workshop, and purposefully placed myself into a very focused Jane Austen class.
Today. Oh, today. In poetry we spent about thirty minutes creating an Anglo-Saxon poem, complete with a bob and wheel. I was so quiet; when surrounded by poetry MFA students, I'm not ( Read more... ) -
if you can figure out where i am i'm not doing a good job of being mysterious
XLIII
Sonnets from the Portuguese, Elizabeth Barrett Browning
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love the freely, ( Read more... ) -
art belongs to _____
"This collection did what short story collections want to do-make you feel deprived and alone, and finish up with buoying your soul to a place you didn't think it could go in a sort of post-ecstasy glaze that clears (in this case) rather quickly. Although the author cannot write in a woman's voice, I..."
I am on a website called goodreads.com. I ( Read more... ) -
gross swelling of the heart
I started reading Dandelion Wine in high school, and I read it every summer without fail. It has affected my psyche more than I'd like to admit; I found myself admitting to a friend that my idea of a great love was the one between Helen Loomis and Bill Forrester. It's genuine, not their circumstances, but the current running between them, thanks ( Read more... )