The writing room of Anton Chekhov.
1 week ago
December 10, 2009
yes, yes,
that’s what
I wanted,
I always wanted,
I always wanted,
to return
to the body
where I was born.
1 week ago
December 10, 2009
elsi:
Shaun Tan :: TALES FROM OUTER SUBURBIA
New York Times’ Best Illustrated Children’s Books of 2009
via libraryland
1 week ago
December 10, 2009
Gurlzzzz only!
.barf.
3 weeks ago
November 24, 2009objects
there are certain objects in my house which didn’t have a place before my father became ill. a wheelchair; a walker; pills on the dresser.
these objects made me unduly anxious and resentful at first—understanding that the presence of these objects meant the necessity for them and with their necessity, a definitive place. I wanted to clear the table of these objects and leave them outside—unwelcomed. I thought: How could I eat or laugh or sleep in the presence of these things? and so I didn’t.
now, a year and a half later I realize they’re objects.
3 weeks ago
November 24, 2009
hee-haw!
3 weeks ago
November 24, 2009oh my god! the almighty hey y’all got hit in the face!! I will now genuflect and vow never to eat ham again.
3 weeks ago
November 23, 2009
(via arielleusually)
3 weeks ago
November 23, 2009
this sort of stuff makes me bawl. warm fuzzies abound.
is it completely weird that I wish I was small enough to crawl in there and kiss their foreheads?
1 month ago
November 18, 2009listen: i'm a wreck.
the final interview is in three weeks and I feel like spewing hot vom each time I think about it. no bueno. i know some of you are so. damn. tired. of hearing about it. my apologies!!
in the meantime, I smell happy hour: http://www.themustbar.com/
(MAC N CHEESE WITH BACON!! can I get a witness?)
