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i have a routine. it goes like this: get on bus. take off backpack. sit down in the left rear seat. remove hat and gloves. place hat and gloves in lap. place backpack in lap over hat and gloves. tilt head forty-five degrees to the left and glance out the window. admire dusk. fall immediately and soundly asleep for exactly 41 minutes. wake up as bus is exiting the expressway and approaching my stop. get off bus. walk home. i like my routine. the bus is darkened, and cozy, and quiet, highly conducive to sleep. when i was a very young person, my parents would take me on short car-rides to get me to fall asleep. as a result, if i am passive and in a car, bus, train, boat, or plane, i will fall asleep. it is not a possibility; it is a sure thing. yesterday i followed...
Read Morethe community of belief
piece of dirt, that is all i’m standing on today piece of dirt, the whole world has slipped away i find myself haunted by a spooky man named me i wish that i could jump out of my skin last night in my weekly chat we had a bit of a religious discussion, which is always welcome in my life. i have so much to learn about how people relate to the world around them, and i think religion provides some excellent metaphors for just that. one of my best and oldest friends brought up some interesting points about how she will raise her child in regards to not only her beliefs but religion in general. listening to all the different viewpoints spurred my own wistful thinking about the sense of community that comes from belonging to a spiritual path. it’s been a...
Read Moretime warp: 26 nov
sunday morning went by so quickly. we got ready, packed, said goodbye to gramma and headed to my uncle’s house (by way of arby’s, a delicacy we cannot seem to find in california). dad and melissa had a long drive ahead of them, so they left shortly after dropping us off. chad and i went to the mall with my aunt, and were pleasantly surprised to find a wizards of the coast store where i started my christmas shopping. i bought chris a little something and it looks like that’s all he’s getting this year, since we found out last night that he bought himself the other present i was going to get him. ah well. the mall was packed, of course, and i became panicked after about a half-hour of browsing. moving through tiny spaces like prodded cattle...
Read Moretime warp: 24-25 nov
the friday after thanksgiving has become mini-christmas due to time and distance and travel and budgets. dad and melissa take me and chad to a store called media play and encourage us to pick something out for ourselves. we haven’t had a problem with this process; it’s actually something we look forward to, since we love books, music, movies, and toys, and that’s pretty much what the store is about. this year was different. i felt a little tug at my heart when dad noticed i didn’t have anything in my hands and mentioned, “so, i guess the shine has worn off this place, huh?” it’s pretty important to my dad to give me something for christmas i really want, and i couldn’t think of anything. or rather, he had already...
Read Moretime warp: 23-24 nov
having thanksgiving dinner at gramma’s hasn’t been an option for a few years now but i don’t mind it so much. after all, i have to put myself in her shoes: eight people crashing soundly into her blissful solitude — and it is blissful; she loves being alone and tells us this quite frequently. so we leave the kitchenish bits of her house intact, and go out to eat, the whole family. my cousin was rather unamused at this, and made it known to everyone by sulking. i felt awful and resentful and avoided him most of the trip because of it. he sulked all through a very, very good family-style turkey dinner, too, and afterwards when we went to my aunt’s sister’s house for desserts and company, he sulked right through that. i was like...
Read Moretime warp: 22-23 nov
wednesday was solely a travel day and a long one, at that. we left the house around 09:15, dropped a crying zen off at the boarding kennel, and headed to oakland. i expected the freeways to be quite congested, but they weren’t, so we were all checked in and ready to go well over an hour before our flight’s departure. the layover was in phoenix, which is a dull little airport, but at least it had medicine that settled my stomach. the trip from phoenix to detroit was really miserable. first of all, we got america west “snack boxes” which consisted of frozen chicken mcnuggets on a bed of wilted sprouts, cold honey mustard dipping-sauce, a miniscule dollop of dill-heavy potato salad, six red grapes (five of which were worm-ridden), and a metric...
Read Morereturn
okay, i’m back. i was going to wait to post until i had time enough to copy an entry from my handwritten journal to this one, but this morning’s glance into my emailbox indicates that i should at least let people know i’m home safely. i managed to make one call from my mobile phone (to my mom on thanksgiving day) and then the rest of the time the reception was so bad that i gave up. it was pleasantly odd, being without a computer for four days. i definitely had a wonderful time with my family. more later.
Read Morekick, punch, trip, fall
the tae-bo tapes from meredith arrived yesterday, so i tried the first part, which i suspect is secretly subtitled “ten sure-fire ways to throw your back out”. actually, it’s pretty fun, and i’ve always wanted to learn how to kick and punch instead of bitch-slapping and groin-kneeing like a wuss. plus, i can tell it’s going to do wonders for my strength and balance. i will be strong like bull! my family is going to make so much fun of me for tae-bo-ing over vacation, heh. last night, i updated the best of the ‘stedcam with a few choice snaps, as well as my very first piece of what could be considered “fan art” (although she’ll puke in my shoes if she reads this) from my friend malice, who turned me into a goth...
Read Morewhy i adore mark morford
“…And it strikes me how we love to blithely manufacture our demons in popular culture: how we’re such suckers for the calculated presentation and the targeted show, and how correct the common wisdom is which claims that if savvy hate-magnets like Manson didn’t exist we’d have to invent them; invent them just so we have something to revile and point to and sneer — and secretly envy….” (11/17/00, “Inventing Marilyn Manson”)
Read Morefiasco
well, yesterday started out pretty grand … chad, chris, jody and i attended the free screening of “the grinch” which was as wonderful as i thought it would be. then jody left and dan arrived, and the four of us decided to fetch food and coffee in the mall before heading up to the shards of the stone role-playing game session. not wanting to take longer than was necessary, we skipped the international house of pancakes idea and opted for starbucks coffee first, then burgers from carl’s junior. mm, what a combo. i have cut down considerably on the amount of coffee i drink during the week, so i decided to treat myself to a double hazelnut latte. as i attempted to climb out of the backseat of the jeep, chad saw my difficulty and first offered...
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