Monday morning I walked Chris to his bus stop, where he was all geared up for his first day of graduate school at CSUS. I walked in my pajamas and on the way back I thought about the symbolism of the moment- me walking away and turning a literal corner, a corner that shifts our … Continue reading »

Thursday night after work, Lauren and I go out for drinks at the Shady Lady. From the moment she steps into my room, though, we can’t stop ourselves from venting about work and the bitch-fest catches on like wild fire, burning the entire night. We’re interrupted only when a burly man in his 30′s, possibly, … Continue reading »

Chris is building a chess board right now. On the floor, by the bed, he is scratching little pencil lines around the bases of miniature animal head sculptures he bought at the Dollar Tree today. The little sculptures are mounted on small black blocks, fashionably over-sized and proportioned for safari-themed chess pieces. He’s plucked the … Continue reading »

Chris and I both have issues with laundry. This is exacerbated by the tiny size of the room we’re living in. It got so bad that the other day we had to set a date at the laundromat- a smoldering, sexy Friday night laundromat date. I fried some cheese and tomato sandwiches, Chris smuggled some … Continue reading »

Last night I took a beta blocker, a shot of Nyquil, and two Evening Primrose pills in hopes of stifling my anxiety enough to get a good night’s rest in order to beat a mid-August cold I seem to have caught. I was desperate and determined not to let my wheezing keep me up again. … Continue reading »

The other night Megan, Jaimie, and I went on a walk. At first, it was just a walk around Megan’s parent’s sub development in Folsom. But we just kept going and about an hour later, standing on top of a big hill by a McMansion, looking at the stars, Megan proposed we take a left … Continue reading »

So August is on it’s way and Chris and I have melded our lives and belongings even closer together in this tiny-but-well-located room just out of downtown. As if we weren’t spending enough time together, we are now paying house. Just the other night I made dinner in the un-touched bachelor kitchen while he chopped … Continue reading »

Today was Anti-Depression Friday, the first Friday of the month, when the Sac co-op gives everyone 10% off of their groceries, all day, regardless of whether or not they’re members. During my first month at the co-op, I was warned about ADF. People would tilt their chins up and do that knowing-smirk gesture every time … Continue reading »

For whatever reason, I felt indifferent about coming back to California. Maybe it was the zen of Montana’s epic blue mountains and golden wheat fields making me feel content with their isolation. But regardless of where my resistance against my return came from, California still managed to surprise me with a whirlwind homecoming that undeniably … Continue reading »

Tonight is my last night in Montana and there’s a bunch of rain clouds clearing out of the sky and the sun is coming through just in time to go down. I haven’t written much about my Montana trip, partially out of distraction and partially out of my inability to really write about my family … Continue reading »