i'm pretty glad i don't have 'metastatic cancer' -- these are the things i think about. my fiance is pretty much a cancer/cancer drug genius so i learn about these things all too brutally. he only talks about it when questioned. he is the perpetual Voice of Reason in a room full of romantics, catholics, people who were never too great in science ( Read more... )

this weekend we went to philadelphia. the differences between this fine city and our temporary homeland were too easy to spot. mainly: nothing shuts down in philadelphia. it's an actual city. it's got gray cobblestone and skinny streets. we arrived in town around 4pm and settled in for a few beers. matt was so excited, more excited & happy ( Read more... )

sometimes i wonder if matthew would be better off with a member of the rational set, a girl who knew exactly what she wanted in a professional sense and didn't muck around about it, a girl who romances law school texts the way i romanticize how truffaut's dialogue translates via subtitle ( Read more... )

i'm in party band hell ( Read more... )

why do i feel sick when good things happen?

my story, 'the confection war' is going to be published in the william & mary review.

oh sweet jesus.

on saturday evening we had an informal, multinational, taquito-and-pizza-bagel, kegstands to my (fake) chagrin engagement party.


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i ranted about the catholic church and said that i was a vacation bible camp survivor (TM) and how all i want to do is elope or be married by a judge but it would kill my mother. but all that was boring, so here ( Read more... )

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