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3.22.2002

12:19 PM

i just realized dr. pepper tastes like summer, when i was 10. i could smell the air, hear the sounds, mostly chlorine and splashing. the a-pool. damn, those were good summers. i remember calling the temperature information line on the phone, hoping it would be warm enough for us to be allowed to go swimming as early in the season as possible. i was scared of the high dive but one day climbed the ladder, meaning to jump, and instead i dove. scared myself silly. we ate a lot of big hunks and, apparently, drank a lot of dr. pepper.
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3.13.2002

10:34 AM

there are few things lin life so wonderful together as bread and chocolate. whether it be in a chocolatine from the french bakery, or just slightly dry french bread dipped in hot chocolate, these two things wedded on my tongue make me a very happy girl.
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3.6.2002

8:29 AM

last night for dinner, jim made a modified chicken cordon bleu, using an herb crust rather than the more usual breadcrumb version. it was divine. he really is a wonderful cook, and this week has promised to cook every night, except thursday, when i am to make baked ziti. mmmmm, ziti...

what with my newfound resolve to get rid of things, and make our small living space more navigable, it is not so difficult to cook, nor clean up. we still have way too much stuff, but it is somewhat less than last month, and it is organized in a better manner.
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2.8.2002

1:48 PM

i still love this line: i like your hands, all full of glory.

i want my hands to be all full of glory. i have a complicated relationship with my hands. somewhere on this site, i think, is a poem partially about that. mostly i wish they were a little longer, more lithe. and right now, i wish the giant blister on my thumb was gone.

it is hard to do any number of normal day to day things with a giant burn blister on your thumb: writing, unbuttoning the top button on your jeans, lifting furniture...
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1.11.2002

12:51 PM

i have too much stuff. this is not news. the news is, i resolve to get rid of some of it. no specific numbers. no due date. just a resolve that some of it has to go, else i will go. crazy, that is. stark raving, tripping over things mad.
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12.14.2001

10:58 AM

i haven't written very much about rob dying. not because it isn't important, but more because it is so very important. maybe one day i'll have the words, but not today.

today, we talk about it obliquely, in reference to my hair; i'm obsessed with my hair, always have been, always will be.

five days before robbie died, i dyed my hair. it was brighter and purpler than i'd expected but he loved it. i haven't dyed it since. every day i look in the mirror, watching the roots grow longer and longer, the now faded purple more of a red slowly moving down my head, and think, "this is how long he has been gone."
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10.24.2001

9:25 AM

still an interesting mix of musical styles in my world...

I AM 54% PUNK.

[henry rollins] The intelligent punk. Tuff and Smart. I may be able to maintain a train of thought long enough... What the fuck was I talking about?


I AM 43% GOTH.

[peter murphy] Oh My Goth! You Goth, Girl. There is a good chance I am bi. Freakiness pumps through my viens, but I can still laugh at myself.
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