this is probably all you need to know.

in the good name of fresh starts, i have decided to halt this here livejournal. but before you breathe a sigh of relief, just know that i am taking up under a new name, in the spirit of being twenty-five (almost) and all. expect vague historical assessments and google image pillaging to continue over at that site. there is a fairly large group ( Read more... )

( just another chance to post my dressed up ferrets picture. )

livejournal, i'm pretty sure that the Leader of My Household (girl originally from albany who selected me in august for roommate beauty pageant crown and now collects all my checks) gave an Unofficial Blessing for matthew to move into my basement. NEXT STOP: BLISS ( Read more... )

so i've started to worry about the glaring truth of it: i am matt's ambassador for bullish american tactics no-one in the rest of the free world would think to pull. my evidence ( Read more... )

( a photographic exploration of wiccans and lipid bilayers. which i didn't spell right the first time i searched for it. )

those of you who commented in that post of mine this morning, thank you. it really means a lot to me. i'm disabling comments on this entry as a punishment to myself. i figure that it's nice i'm appreciative of you, but i shouldn't be so lazy in commenting back? so until i get my act together with responding to those comments, i don't deserve to ( Read more... )

i am 26,400 words into a book about mental illness, marie antoinette, missing people. i sneak-write at my desk, on the train, next to matthew with a 1950s attorney portion of maker's mark threathening to spill onto everything. on columbus day weekend we went to the pumpkin patch, though we haven't gutted them yet. they sit on the porch of my red ( Read more... )

i was late to work today, my second time. it leads me to believe that a life with this boy will mean a fantastic inability to part readily. he bought me flowers last night as he waited to retrieve his german friends from their visit to the national zoo. i forgot to ask their opinion of the tamarin monkeys. matthew swears that when we were there ( Read more... )

i think my only regret about leaving boston is that i never managed to scout out the place where ho chi minh once served as a busboy. dc takes itself more seriously as a city, with prompt and spitshine clean public transportation and a newspaper that avoids kitschy drivel. in boston people polarize everthing: you're either born here, or you're a ( Read more... )