July 2010
73 posts
June 2010
40 posts
Morning lights coming through the cracks in her door and i think for a second, maybe her light is on! she is still here!
Then, I see her dirty towels in the bathroom! :) and I am a mess.
She is not my daughter gone to college. She is my sister and I am having to relearn how to do life without her here.
Oh. And the puppies totally miss her too.
Any cat I post is for Kellyn to see, probably.
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Just finished this book. It hastens my desire to travel out west. There is so much to do and so little time to do it! I want to camp under the stars where you can see them falling through the sky! I want to trade thinking about door hinges and leaking faucets for jumping up and down on an empty highway and screaming songs to the trees.
Take big bites;
Moderation is for monks.” —Robert Heinlein. Written on white napkin. Given to Natalie, Robby and Nolan and me at Chango Loco from a man who, while sitting at his table by himself, heard me (accidentally) say “doo doo” when everything got quiet in the restaurant. Love it!
I realize that a man with this much pressure on his shoulders would need a break.
Hm. But going to London to race your yacht? Really? Really. Hm.
I don’t get it.
At the airport on wednesday I saw this super hipster guy. He had the feathered hair, like Farrah Fawcett, and big nerdy glasses and his clothes were cool and he had converse on, but I was so thrown off because he was wearing the UGLIEST BACKPACK. It was so ugly. And he had a stupid little key chain on it that he hung his Coke bottle from.
Dumb.
Well, I ended up behind him in line and saw that his back pack said “Dugati” on it. I thought “Isn’t that a really seriously expensive bike that Aaron thinks is super cool.”
Looked it up
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It was. And so that guy is either trying to look rich (not cool) or is rich with a dugati (still not that cool).