Month: May 2007

  • and anyway

    one time a lover sent me an email with a link to an article about introversion it compared extroverts (that’s me, I’m the extrovert) to yapping dogs while introverts (that was him, he was the introvert) are deep still calm lakes full of thoughts and meaning and more thoughts, and broad considerations that are far…

  • You Just Have To Be Open

    You just have to be open. You just have to love yourself. You just have to stop looking. You just have to live your life. You just have to believe that you’re beautiful. You just have to be the person you want to be with. You just have to be totally happy on your own.…

  • Exactly What I Wanted

    Things I did over the weekend: Bought my tickets for Melbourne, woo! I can’t wait to spend some more time in this fabulous city with the fabulous Georgina in her fabulous new spare room. When I emailed something anxious like “I DON’T WANT TO BE A BOTHER I CAN STAY IN A BACKPACKERS” she immediately…

  • SHARK!

    Apparently I want to write about nothing more than silly. conversations I’ve been having recently. So: Sunday night, and it’s time for Planet Earth, the best nature show in the history of nature shows. Chiara: [sitting on the couch wrapped up in a blanket, talking to herself] I very much enjoy footage of swaying kelp…

  • You Can Do It Face To Face, Too

    On Cuba Street Sunday evening, in front of Satay Kingdom. Chiara: My knees really hurt now. I’m going to be all bruised up. I think I went down too hard. Sylvia: How about when you go down soft, does that work better? Hillary: That’s what I have to do or I get all calcified. Chiara:…

  • [Dirty!]

    I was at a party last night with my friend B. B is a very smart doctor and wears a tie to work every day and is very prim and proper, except when he talks about sex, when he is so dirty, so unremittingly filthy that I am going to have to censor him heavily…

  • Send

    I have made a lot of mistakes in my life and have hurt a lot of people, so I need to apologize and ask for forgiveness a lot, it seems. I am very vindictive and hold a grudge and dispense the silent treatment better than anyone you know, so this is easier with some people…

  • 1997

    I realized that it’s been ten years almost exactly since I graduated from college, and I have been thinking about that a lot this week (“Whoa, ten years. Dang. Wow. Ten. Okay. Whoa.”) and it turns out that it’s impossible for me to write about it without the following things I think are a little…

  • Things About My Mom

    She put a box of condoms in the bathroom when I was fifteen years old and told me that they were there for me or my friends or whoever might need them. I reacted predictably (“Eeeeeeeeeeeeeew!”) and never used them, but I am so glad she did that, now. She still had a lot of…

  • Gone, Like That, Nothing

    Let me tell you something, my friends, and that something is this: a year is nothing. Seattle people: you haven’t even noticed I’ve been gone, right? You still think we’re having dinner at the Hi-Life next Wednesday, right? Do you even know where you were a year ago? Are you slightly surprised every time you…

  • A Great Weekend For Biology

    My friend Dawn from the ABL was here over the weekend, on her last stop on a whirlwind Antipodean tour. When we weren’t getting lost amongst similarly-named waterfront restaurants or discussing crushes on skydiving instructors, we were spending some very cool time at the gorgeous Karori Wildlife Sanctuary. We saw a lot of very cool…