It feels like I’ve been away years, the strange way that the long walk can stretch time and distort perception. It was only last Friday that I sat at this desk, nervously tapping my feet like a coke-addled rock star in church. So much has passed since then that this all feels unfamiliar, this desk, this computer, these people and their requests and ( Read more... )

it's funny, the things you neglect. I go to work and spend my days hammering away at a keyboard, writing more corporate dreck I never believed in, and by the time I get home, the last thing I want to see is a keyboard. I ignore it - ignore the writing I enjoy so much. It's been building in me for awhile, maybe it's time to return to the world of LJ ( Read more... )

So, I finally got pictures online from my and Marie's honeymoon to New Mexico. The wedding pictures are in process. My friend Nick took them and did an incredible job. He has some in a montage on his site - the rest will be up after we go through them all: http://www.nicksquires.comRead more... )

Yeah, I know it's not everybody's idea of a good time, but I loved it

(also, we went to Vegas afterward)

More pics here: http://travel.webshots.com/album/562957315VUcOyi


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Once upon a time not long ago the only thing that would get me out of bed in the mornings was the knowledge that my red-tailed hawks would be there on the lightposts along the way to work, promising me something better to come. I hated where I lived so badly that, if I didn't have the hawks to focus on, I could literally feel my mood sinking with ( Read more... )

Another year. Boy, how they seem to speed up, don’t they? When you were young, each year was an eternity of sunny days, swimming pools, and recess. What is it that makes these days run away so fast (“like wild horses over the hills” - Buk)? You can’t really blame the job, because we all had 7 hours of our weekdays spoken for growing up because of ( Read more... )

another post., whoah I may be spoiling myself here. and yes I'm drunk, and fuck you for asking. I do feel bad about vanishing from here and I still write from work. Things I think are beautiful and meaningful and worth sharing, and I send them home to post and never get around to it. And really, it's not like I've got many friends here in the real ( Read more... )

so, I am, indeed, still alive. I didn't think work blocking lj would have such an effect on the frequency of my posts, but clearly it has ( Read more... )

-Sara Teasdale, “Night”

Yesterday, a woman was walking to her car in the parking structure and encountered a deer, which ran out, jumped the iron fence, and disappeared into the hills. I had to smile about this as I sat at my desk worrying about money and ethics and how I’ll ever afford a home. Later, a plump red-trailed hawk greeted me from ( Read more... )