my mother and i have been together at kiko's since the 19th. she loves his beautiful apartment, and i've been savoring my quiet rainy mornings on the roof. she has met many of my friends and i have been dragging her to all the holiday must-do's, as well as visiting some san francisco classic tourist destinations ( Read more... )

this is as much for me as it is for you ( Read more... )

EVER HAVE A WEEKEND SO GOOD YOU CAN'T HELP BUT CRASH ON MONDAY MORNING? AND YOU HAVE TO TYPE IN ALL CAPS TO SHOW HOW EXCRUCIATING IT ALL IS? that is how i am feeling today ( Read more... )

4:41 am and even sixth street is quiet for once, save the occasional car driving by. they kicked out the people that were living betwen my building and that vacant lot, so no boombox tonight. i have always loved the middle of the night ( Read more... )

so i am putting your burgundy shirt, the one with the amended collar, on a hanger, and i feel an earthquake between my breast bone and my guts. why do i secretly want to be your housewife? and i have to stop working to drink coffee and post to my little blog, to capture this moment, and it so apparent to me that i would be a terrible housewife i ( Read more... )

my favorite time of year is quickly encroaching ( Read more... )

here i am! at the boys house, with a huge pot of coffee, my books, and about 5 consecutive hours of studying ahead of me. with the requisite tribe breaks, of course. i think i will drink the entire 8 cup pot of cawfee, just because i can. this post has been brought to you by the letter caffeine ( Read more... )

for once i am witnessing impulsive behavior in others as i plod along swimmingly, for the most part. its bizarre. where is the self manifested chaos? so my mind experiences dissonance to maintain the status quo. it is much easier than sitting with the changes, right? ha ( Read more... )

should come with a fucking warning label ( Read more... )

(from my tribe blog ( Read more... )