So, I was not going to write about this. Probably because I figured that people would read it and realize that I am awkward. But then I remembered that A: I am writing this for me & B: If you do not already know that I am awkward, then you do not know me and…

My fabulous camera died last week.  Cause of death?  Unknown.  Time of death?  Also unknown as it was sitting in my drawer.  I like to think that the last few breaths were peaceful and it did not suffer too much.  I have gone through the five stages of grief: Denial : I kept trying to…

Goal One of Summer: Be knowledgeable.  The New York Times is coming to Sacramento.  May 11, 2006.  Solid.

Happy, Happy Easter. Made some changes to the blog last night.  Going to be in a bit of a reconstruction phase for a while as I figure out the new capabilities.  For sure it’s the little things that excite me. Love to the Fam: wish I was home with you. Celebrate the day.  It is…

Dancing. With Girls. Sober. I hope that these are the moments that I remember about college.  I hope that when I am 31, 41, 51 & 101 I will still be able to jump around and sing at the top of my lungs, "Since You’ve Been Gone" by Kelly Clarkson.  I hope I am still…

Took a long one.  Ate some waffles.  Feeling like myself. Wandered around Target and Michael’s this afternoon.  Those stores actually have the power to ground me.  Something about the familiarity.  I honestly, aimlessly wander.  Looking for nothing at all.  Buying heavily discounted items that I know I can find a use for.  Back home, Mom…

<–Girls at the shadiest hole-in-the-wall Mexican Restaurant in South Central Los Angeles. Drank too much. Ate too much. Am paying for it today.

First: Hello Vernage!!  She told me tonight at dinner that she reads my blog and is inspired.  So HELLO!!  I LOVE YOU!! Second. I went to dinner with the Papa.  Mr. Frank Blaha.  Love that me and my dad are friends now.   I think that is the goal.  To give birth to children that will…

I feel like a heard a quote once that was something like, "A friendship is formed when one person turns to another person and says, me too!"  I googled it and nothing came up.  But regardless if Google wants to admit it or not, this is true.  So true.  We talked a lot in Men…

Enjoying the fact that I am wearing a skirt and rainbows. Enjoying reading for pleasure: Vanishing Acts by Jodi Picoult. Enjoying the peace and quiet of the Texas Room and the Phi at 10:12am. Enjoying that I woke up this morning after the sun. Enjoying that Dad is in town tonight.  We are going to…