Stolen from Zooey because it seemed kind of cool.

Pick someone on my friends list that you want to know something about, might want to get to know, or are just curious about. Then I will tell you what I know of them. You can't pick me. You can't pick yourself. You can't pick someone we are mutual friends with.

Over the past couple of days, I've heard Lucia singing a couple of songs I didn't know, bits of catchy bright tunes, once while she was wearing headphones, once just to herself. I idly wondered what they were, but there's a lot of contemporary music I'm not familiar with, so I figured they were songs she got from her mother ( Read more... )

Lucia had started to go a little stir crazy since she hasn't been out of the apartment much in the last couple of days, due to her cold. Yesterday I told her we could go for a good walk if she felt up to it, and she said she did, but the first two times I asked if she was ready to go, she was at her computer and said she was in the middle of ( Read more... )

I've had some very kind offers from a few different friends for Lucia and I to come and visit, but we're going to stay home for awhile. She does indeed have a a bit of a cold, enough that I don't want to take her out or let her do too much that's energetic. Lauren made some special tea for her that's supposed to help, and some for me that's ( Read more... )

The week of I don't know what. The world spinning madly off its axis, I suppose. My world has changed about a million times. The only constant, thanks be to whatever gods or karma that exists, has been Lucia. Thanks be to Stephen for kicking my ass and making me see sense enough to make sure that she stays constant, and happy. I might deserve to go ( Read more... )

Of course it's no wonder after I don't know how many hours of no sleep and no food and all those squirrels hopping around in his head. They were probably hungry! I finally calmed them with some garlic bread and Cobb Salad (no bacon; bleu cheese on the opposite side of the salad from the turkey ( Read more... )

1. Tell me one thing you love about me ( Read more... )

Last night was one of the proudest nights of my life. Stephen and I were sitting on the couch talking after tucking Lucia into bed when I heard a little noise, kind of like a stifled giggle. I turned off all the lights, and sure enough, there was a very faint light coming from underneath her door ( Read more... )

"I had always known I was different; I could not trudge through life contentedly chewing whatever cud I found in my mouth, as those around me seemed to do." -- Exquisite Corpse by Poppy Z. Brite ( Read more... )

Subject line pretty much says it all. I'm not the only one feeling them. There's the man I love. And there's another man, one I've never met, but whom I've come to respect and even admire nonetheless ( Read more... )