i've got a sack filled with cookies, bags of tea, and pictures of you, and i'm not coming out, till this is all over….

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…

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…