Recently realized metaphor for my life:

Of the keys on my keychain, half of them belong to locks that no longer exist. But I still refuse to take them off of my key ring for sentimental reasons.

So this obsession has gone back to my winter visit to Chicago, but I must say it is even more appropriate for Summer.

This obsession? Cucumbers.

Cucumber based things I have enjoyed in recent months: 

• Cucumber-infused water
• Cucumber-infused vodka
• Cucumber and green tea Dove Soap
• Cucumber and Seaweed Salad
• Cucumber Tea Sandwiches

* Mourning the loss of my digital camera *
It jumped from the ledge of my hands this morning and landed in a lifeless heap on the concrete.
It will be missed.

Her pleading mouth beckons again
Pliant lips meet in a neverending assault of skin against skin
A dangerous bliss
A soft, swollen ache
Lover, please misbehave

I'm watching Hard Candy (again) while Erica indulges in her PSP. It is such a powerful movie, and Ellen Page and Patrick Wilson are two of my favorite people to ever grace the screen ( Read more... )

Things to Listen To ( Read more... )

So I'm going to Vegas for the first time as an "Adult" this weekend.

Ai and I are taking Erica for her Birthday.

What do you do in Vegas? Where should we go? What do you do that is not gambling and strip clubs?

 LIST FORM BECAUSE WORDS ARE PRECIOUS ( Read more... )

The act of musical fandom, defined by Carrie Brownstein "I never baked cookies or wrote letters to bands, never waited after the show to meet the members, never shook a hand or asked for a guitar pick or an autograph, I never even brought a camera to a show. I just wanted to be at the show and be able to talk about it later. Much of my fandom was ( Read more... )

My new blog, documenting my impending move: That's Why I Left California

Still posting here too.

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