Monday, October 29, 2007

great, just great. super-fantastic and great

I dropped my computer.

(image from Funky Pancake)

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Tangled but blissful

long story short:
was having a good day
then made a bone-headed move
now am all kinds of argh. hmph. grumble. blech......sigh.

In other news...

Earlier today I was walking along, thinking about what do I want to do with my life?

And then I thought, if I could be anything in the world what would it be?

Friends, the answer was clear and true and oh, so perfect:


Monday, October 22, 2007

I thought of it first!......I think...

I started writing a new story today and was all excited by the premise. And then a little sneaky feeling crept in that it wasn't an original idea. I've looked around on the internets and haven't found anything similar, so I think I'm safe to pursue the story as I think it will be a) awesome and b) longer than 4 pages.

In other news... I'm sick of Chicago and I wanna get out! Any suggestions? I've been thinking about Portland (Maine) or somewhere in Alaska. A nice, mid-sized city. Portland is the front runner thus-far. The only thing holding be back is lack of job prospects/I don't know anyone in Portland and I'm not very good at making new friends so it would be scary to just up and move.

But I'm getting really really sick of Chicago and its bigness.

oh, and I'm also real real excited that the Red Sox are in the World Series.


Wednesday, October 17, 2007

I work in retail and

people are mean.

I've lived in a small(ish) town.

I've lived in a big city.

I've lived in a suburb.

I've lived in a big(ish) city.

I've lived in a really big city.

And people are mean.

In other news... Robot!!!

I made this patch for a friend's birthday:

Saint Catherine.
(what I've learned in the last 24 hours)

Maybe she was the smartest, prettiest lady ever

Maybe she was betrothed to Jesus (in Heaven)

Maybe she didn't really die

Maybe she was beheaded

Maybe she didn't exist at all


Wednesday, October 10, 2007

I guess I'll just have to find new ways to be snazzy

So, dear reader (Joanna), as you know I very much enjoy clothing.

But the other day I learned about this:

After reading this, I decided to join the boycott and not shop at H&M until they apologize.

Seriously, I love me some clothes, I hate me some blatant racism.

Today I wore this outfit, half made out of H&M clothing.

And I really liked this outfit. For me, my personal style makes me walk a little taller, gives me a little strut in my step.

But, you know, I can find snazzy clothes elsewhere.

Gradually, I am becoming more and more concerned about where my clothing/food comes from. I fully support equal labor practices, but because I am, at this point in my life anyway, not the type of person who can get up stand up and fight for rights, all I can do for now, is act on an individual basis.

I know that being a vegetarian won't save all of the world's animals. And I know that not shopping at H&M won't change the world. But we all need to start one day at a time, right? and one day, maybe I will change the world.


Sunday, October 07, 2007

Saturday, October 06, 2007

For sale: baby shoes. Never worn.

The title of this post is a short story written by Ernest Hemingway. Those six words are the story in its entirety and it is rumored that Hemingway thought it was his best work.

so, dear friends

How do you define a story?

By number of words?

Number of pages?


Plot structure?

Can I write a story in one sentence?

How about:

The devil made my heart, and ever since the day I was born, he's been trying to get it back.

Check out more one-sentence stories here:



Thursday, October 04, 2007


I want time to stop while I pause. Reaching for the next word like a child reaching for a bowl of candy. About to tip. Spilling butterscotch in a golden hailstorm of individually wrapped poetry.


Tuesday, October 02, 2007

if I seem a little strange, well that's because I am

Started my new job yesterday. I like the job, but I really dislike work. ho-hum, woe is me, and that's all I'm going to say about that. You know, because I'm lucky to have a job and all that.

In other news, in one of my classes, each student gave the class a "directive" similar to the idea of Learning to Love you More.

Directives included "introduce your alter ego" and "recreate an awkward social interaction and rectify it" and "create your past life, or who you were in a past life"

I really dug this assignment. After a month of sloth, it was nice to get the creative juices flowing.

My favorite directive (well, that I completed. All the directives were great) was "Create something old out of something new or created something new out of something old"

I made this:

It's a teddy bear!

I made this guy (I named him Eugene) out of the Sunday NY Times. The idea was that the news can be really really depressing. So I wanted to make something kind and comforting out of that.

Can you dig it?