and when the moment came, I could not even find words. I feel like shit. I still love you, it’s just that… well, I suck […]
Month: January 2005
For my art of the memoir class on Thursday, we have to write three things that stopped us in our tracks recently. Two of the […]
I read every piece of e-mail I receive that says “please read.”
my current goals in life are as follows: 1. lay on bed staring at ceiling until I need to pee 2. pee (not in bed) […]
I cross my fingers, cross my heart and hope to die. Ever type up a long entry only to lose it to the nether regions […]
I am back in the same hostel, the same coffee shop, and the same state of mind as I was in prior to my family […]
Kompressor has been to the Vatican. On New Year's Day. There is much more to tell than that (her eyes have been pecked out by […]
Happy New Year to all your faces. I have been drinking entirely too much espresso in Florence and now Maren is sitting outside the internet […]
