January 2011
In a half-dose-NyQuil haze, I awoke to Zach kissing me on the forehead this morning. I saw him out to work and quietly argued with myself the pros and cons of returning to our warm bed for just “five more minutes.” After all, it’s my last day before work… In the end, my rational side prevailed. I made some coffee, swept the kitchen and smoked a cigarette. In short, I am...
We’re making it, somehow. Finding time to really enjoy life. To savor the tiny moments - the grocery shopping, the morning stillness.
Now our lives are changing fast Hope that something pure can last Now it seems strange How we used to wait for letters to arrive But what’s stranger still Is how something so small can keep you alive
Think less but see it grow Like a riot, like a riot, oh! Not easily offended Hard to let it go From a mess to the masses…
So, we may have gone to bed at 8:3O last night. And we may have woken up at 8:3O this morning.
12 hours of sleep?
Damn straight.
Since I go back to work on Monday, I decided to sleep in, today. Until 11. Delicious? Lazy? Out of character?
All of the above but awesome, too.
Holy, Holy.
Just got my bellybutton pierced. My sister and grandma did, too.
It’s official - my grandma is the most badass person ever.
Went by my old stomping grounds - which sadly, was sold and turned into a government-subsidized pedophile safehouse.
Warm and fuzzy reminiscence, right?
Golden Times.
I can’t believe how quickly this vacation has passed. Likewise, I am stunned at how little time it took me to completely adjust back to living in California. I spent years after my departure mulling over what a soul-sucking state it is. About how the monetary gain-centered lifestyle is so jading.
Now that I’m back? Well, I’ve discovered that it isn’t all that bad. The...
Apparently, it’s alright to drink at Disney’s California Adventure?
…I had a delicious frozen margarita.
Found a spider crawling on my leg. Am now convinced that every itch is another spider.
My gmail caught a cold - it’s now mass mailing bullshit to my address book. I’ve been combatting it for two weeks now.
Additionally, my phone dropped the account because I had to re-enter my password. So I haven’t been getting personal emails for a couple days. I didn’t even realize.
In other news, back to Disneyland today! This time, to California adventure. I’m...
Taphophilia
tamburina:
Taphophilia is a passion for and enjoyment of cemeteries. The singular term is a taphophile. Taphophilia involves epitaphs, gravestone rubbing, photography, art, and history of (famous) deaths. An example of an individual’s expression of taphophilia is the character Harold in the movie Harold and Maude (1971).
Exhausted.