Hey, hi. I kind of think that “About Me” pages on blogs are a bit silly, because isn’t the whole blog About Me? (It’s right in the name, dude). I thought I would just give you a list of entries I’ve liked over the years (yeeeeaaaaaarrsss!!) I’ve been writing online. Before you get to those, however, you may wish to know:

My name (right in the URL!) is pronounced “key-ar-ah” not “chee-ar-ah.” In case you like to read aloud.

I am an American living in Wellington, New Zealand. Check out the handily-named “Wellington” and “New Zealand” tags if you want to read more about that.

“Ampersand” doesn’t mean anything. When I first started this thing my “About Me” page said something like “It’s a long word for a short symbol,” but again, that doesn’t really mean anything.

So yes. Thanks for reading here, whether you’ve been doing so since I sent out an email to all my friends saying I was doing this new thing called online journalling or whether you got here by googling, as so many of you do, “my cat ate tulips.” Writing this
thing is one of the best things I do, believe it or not, and I’m glad you’re doing it with me.

California Knows How To Party. My first entry about my friends’ housewarming party down in Sunnyvale (they re-warm the house every year). It’s not that well-written but it has some funny pictures in it and it also tells you how to impersonate a humpback whale.

If I Were A Bus Driver One of the first entries I wrote that I really liked. (Also, one of the first entries I wrote that didn’t suck).

Et Tu, Haricot Vert? What happens when I try to eat vegetables.

Eleven Reasons You Need To Be Bellydancing Right Now. Very popular with the tribal dance set.

The Mountain. What used to be my big romantic crossed-stars story; also very hard to believe I ever felt this way. I still like this entry though, because I like the way I thought to write it: I was sitting on my bed working on something else on the laptop when! All of a sudden! I started to sort of hear some of the phrases of this story. Instead of taking myself off to be medicated I wrote them down, and when I was done I looked at the clock and two hours had passed. (And here is a follow-up of sorts).

Can I Paint You? My short-lived and ridiculous attempt at online dating. *shudder*

My Secret About a song that still makes me cry.

The Cloud Room I don’t actually think anyone else likes this entry as much as I do. I still have dreams about this room.

Heaven. Another one I don’t think anyone else likes as much as I do.

Spring Comes To Ballard A photo essay of the farmers’ market in my old neighborhood in Seattle.

Seattle Says Stay Yet another one of those that I think no one except me likes that much, but I do in fact like it very much.

The Beach Is Immediate Having moved to New Zealand, I immediately went on a walk to the beach.

Sweet As Trying to learn how to talk like a Kiwi.

I Fancy A Cuppa For some reason, people have a lot of opinions about tea.

The Mirror Bar About going out in Wellington.

My First Kiss Lizard tongue plus plunger mouth: how can you lose?

Crushes. I like you do you like me please check this box yes or no.

School I helped out at my Mom’s kindergarden class and it was HARD.

Come On Baby. A chronicle of my sad attempts to start a fire with which to stave off death from exposure, like, in my lounge.