The sun is out today and it seems we have all survived the hectic pull of last week’s peregee moon, unscathed. That nagging feeling of doom, that anxiety that something bad was bound to unravel us all, has passed and faded somewhere among the sun streaks on my floor. It is such a relief to … Continue reading »

  But I have to admit that his facial expression bother me…(video kills the radio star)    

The later half of the week has taken its hold on me and so my pants are a little tighter around the belly and I’m skimming my finger nails just across the tops of my teeth, half out of boredom and half out of nerves. It’s taking everything I have not to bite them down … Continue reading »

Please excuse my alliteration. But the weekend really did progress in this way. March is turning out to be a very weird month indeed. Luckily, it’s sliding right by and it seems I might survive. But I don’t want to speak too soon… Friday started with big plans but ended with uneaten oysters, a bag … Continue reading »

Spent the day finishing my IHSS article, to be seen hopefully within the coming week. It turned out to be quite the crunch getting some quotes at the last minute. Why do I neglect quotes? Why do I neglect things I know I need to do? Why am I afraid and mostly, why am I … Continue reading »

Because it’s raining and it’s Sunday and I’m still in  my pajamas and haven’t left the apartment

I’ve been fascinated with this whole earthquake/tsunami happening. I figure we hear about natural disasters and wars all over the world and it’s just as if they are happening on another planet, so far away. But the fact that something happened all the way over in Japan and made its way to our own shores … Continue reading »

Tonight I booked it to yoga after work, determined not to let the entire week pass without at least one class. Mostly, I went out of guilt. I’m glad I did though because as soon as I walk in someone says something about the tsunami and the earthquake at the exact moment when my abdomen … Continue reading »

i theorized with a woman painting her nails in the fifth-floor bathroom that it’s because of the weather. or perhaps the moon. or whatever. but we both agreed that there was something in the works that seemed strange and waiting. I don’t know how many times my mind wondered into the pixels of my computer … Continue reading »