My face was virtually pressed against the window as I tried as hard as I could to take in the morphing California landscape gracefully sweeping past my field of vision. My head bumped gently, but occasionally painfully, against the tinted glass. There were the trails, the parks, the reserves, the wide open spaces gently confined by the Santa Monica ( Read more... )

Driving home today, I decided to park in the front instead of the back of my house. When I found my house being torn apart from the top-down and the front yard filled up to my knees with what looked like black sand paper, pieces of metal, wood, and what other things houses are made of, not excluding dead rats and other rodents of the like, I ( Read more... )

"Write 20 things about yourself. Time how long it takes you. Then tag that number of people."

note: Taken from BonBon; I felt like it.

1. I hate having long finger nails, it's too high-maintanence and I don't know why people find long finger nails attractive. It's gross how much stuff you can find in there.
2. Most of my typos are from putting my ( Read more... )

Monday mornings used to be my favorite. I always looked dead, but really, I'd be pumped. I'd be pushy, obnoxiously gung-ho gutsy, even when I may not come off that way to others. Over the weekend, I'd have slept enough and eaten more. I'd be ready to stay up late and work and ready to put in more effort than I can manage for long periods of time. I ( Read more... )

The alarm clock sounded at 7:00 sharp as usual, which actually meant 6:40 since I set the time 20 minutes ahead to assure that I would never be late, which is really a stupid thing to do since I set it and the alarm clock 20 minutes ahead to assure that I get enough sleep. Which really defeats the purpose.

I somehow moved myself to the other ( Read more... )

Everything from my collar bones up needs to be amputated. Very simply and quickly, possibly with a guillotine ( Read more... )

I've been stealing walks over the course of a month, telling myself that I'd jog if it wasn't for the wind, the heat, and my final, cheap excuse for today being the perfect weather. Instead of jogging my usual route which I've been wearing away for 3 years, I decided, on a fluky whim, to walk the uphill towards O'Melveny without getting lost or ( Read more... )

Dogs climb up, not down, or so the myth goes. Cats can climb down but not up, but if the myth is so true it wouldn't be a myth and in movies, a cat wouldn't always need a firefighter's help to find her way down from a tree.

We smiled as the view panned from left to right, starting with the background mountains which were orange and magenta ( Read more... )

Friday night, Dad found me sitting by the kitchen table, eyes swollen, nose flaky from rough kleenex, mourning over the last page of Crow Lake, which is by far one of the best fiction novels I've read for years. The heavier the grief, the better the book and that night, Saturday night, and Sunday night, my plans of starting up and finishing another ( Read more... )

The only play I was ever in was at Chinese school in the first grade. My debut acting role was a dog. Yes, I was a dog, wearing this tacky cap with the stuffed animal of a dog and I don't remember having any lines. The teacher problably knew that my spoken Chinese was so bad (although my written Chinese was exceptionally better) that she didn't ( Read more... )