when it is morning I walk home in the weepy rain feeling different in ways I could never explain to you.

I am

falling

in
love

I have deep, deep respect for my world music history professor, who is brilliant and gentle. He admits to a full classroom that he is so touched by the beauty of the stories of the people we study that they make him tremble. As a result, the subject matter is passed on to us with a sense of preciousness and importance. I hang onto every word he ( Read more... )

the telephone rang. I answered to hear a slightly familiar male voice and of course thought it was this man, but even better, it was Jered Fisher! He is coming to Seattle and most likely staying with me, a week from Tuesday. It has been almost a year since I've seen him. I have a special place in my heart for Jered Fisher. His call was so ( Read more... )

From Joe Brainard's I Remember'I remember Anne Kepler. She played the flute. I remember ( Read more... )

well, there went 10 minutes of my life ( Read more... )

Over the past couple of days I have identified patterns in my attitudes toward weight issues, and what I see is problematic ( Read more... )

If I deprive my body of anything, mainly food or sleep, and especially both, first I see the air moving in funny ways, then I lose the ability to make snappy decisions, then I get really weird ( Read more... )

it is soo gross to come home to hear my roommate in the shower with her BOYFRIEND WHO IS NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR HER ON EVERY LEVEL.

Last night I dreamt about a woman who had a poodle that kept exploding.

I am turning off the computer for a week. It's my last distraction and direct source of mind pollution. I need silence and no electronic screens of any sort.