I have a new dress. It is grey, and short, and has amazing shoulder lines. It makes me look like Queen Rania of Jordan. Or Jackie O. Or Grace Kelly.
Or the Beatles, as my friend Mark noted.
Whatever, Mark.
Mark loves the Beatles. He and B, and my friends Nigel and Ethan, were in a Beatles cover [...]
Archive for January, 2008
Dress, Snow, Sad
Posted in Beatles, French things, fashion on January 31, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Me Gusta Guatemala, Me Gustas Tu
Posted in beauty on January 29, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Everything is set for Guatemala in March. The plane tickets are bought, the school has accepted me, the “garden room” (“with coffee maker and ceiling fan”) has been reserved. Everything is set down to the description of the man who will be picking me up from the airport:
Roberto, 39, 6′1″, 225 lbs, short dark hair, will [...]
The air around me vibrates with so many images. Which is great, because most of them are British.
Posted in baklava, movies, relationships, things that make me sad on January 27, 2008 | 3 Comments »
I hurt B so much. So so much. The kind of hurt that makes you so dizzy that you start thinking horrible ideas are wonderful ideas. The kind of hurt that is so bad that you are inspired send hate mail. And leave angry messages. And propose marriage. You’re just too hurt to even know [...]
Here Comes the Sun
Posted in Beatles, Chicago, French things, beauty, literature, music, solitude on January 25, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
…is my favorite Beatles song. Maybe even my favorite song. Its appeal is too visceral for me to describe, but something happens in my soul when I listen to it–something that makes me actually become a better person. I can feel this. It actually makes me truly believe George Harrison, maybe more than I’ve ever believed anyone who [...]
A Meditation on St. Arbucks
Posted in coffee, music, relationships, romance, work on January 20, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Prescript: Lately, the evenings seem to make me depressed and ergo write very long and boring posts about all the things above my desks, with an occasional self-pitying detail thrown in. There is no one who is remotely interested in this nonsense. I guess I am still operating in the mode of a week ago, [...]
Perhaps I have too many things on the wall above my desk. Perhaps not enough?
Posted in Europe, beauty, self-indulgence, things that make me sad on January 19, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
1. A photograph from 1917 of young blind children petting an elephant, visiting their Chicago school from the Ringling Brothers Circus
2. A beautiful collage wishing me a happy Thanksgiving, from G.G. Flint, sister of my roommate
3. (sticky note):
Josh Ritter
PO Box 9751
Moscow, ID 83843
4. (sticky note):
February 15
(the day I will feel better, and ask if B [...]
Five Letters Received on Friday
Posted in growing up, letter-writing, relationships, things that make me sad on January 19, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
1. “For instance, if you come at four in the afternoon, I’ll begin to be happy by three.”
2. “I’m having fun eating lots of maple syrup and looking for moose sightings.”
3. “In approaching the end of college, many of us will be guided by the abstracted future more than by a rootedness in the past.”
4. [...]
The Birthing Pains of the Renaissance
Posted in Europe, history, melodramatic, things that make me sad on January 14, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
History has repeated itself many times in spawning a new period of creative industry and intellectual novelties: the Creativity sperm finds the Crisis egg, and together they produce a Renaissance zygote. It’s true. The greatest renaissance in history, so great that it is dubbed “THE RENAISSANCE,” came right out of a time and place whose [...]
Back to Baklava
Posted in Chicago, baklava, coffee on January 12, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I thought I might be able to handle my baklava cravings once Hannah came back, someone to keep me accountable from eating a half pound per night. But she only makes it worse, reminding me, “Didn’t Rachael say that baklava’s really good for you? Like honey makes you live to be 300 or something?” I [...]
An Oddity
Posted in relationships, self-indulgence, things that make me sad on January 9, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The funny thing about the losing a thing, is that the loss of something makes the nothing even more of a something than the something ever was to begin with. If something has become, in a way, a part of you, insofar as you became quite close to it in a certain fashion, the loss [...]
