tennis rackets & cap guns

while i was originally reluctant to embark on any costumed halloween adventures, with a little help from miss regina and co. a wonderful time was had by all. pictured above are jason as an american tourist, rishi as james bond, megan as an extra tall green thing and myself as richie tenenbaum. despite a broken window in jason's car and some bent sunglasses the evening went off without a hitch and can be remembered thanks to a very large smattering of photographs taken by jason, megan & myself. it's very dangerous having three photographers around...

what star am i circling, what's circling me

me: do you have new england clam chowder?
waitress: no we make it here
me: is it white or is it red?
waitress: white
me: i'll take it

i've been whistling a lot lately. i think i've been doing it because it reaminds me of nonnie & boppie.

eyes wide open

today i walked three and a half miles around green lake with regina and it fealt soooo good to be outside after sitting in a chair for 9 hours. the sunset was absolutely beautiful and the company delightful as always but i was sans camera. these pictures were taken a few days ago when i walked by myself on a slightly more typical fall seattle day.

am i ebb, am i flow

i had a burst of creative energy this weekend and it fealt really good. jason & i padded around his house taking photos, playing the guitar and poking at the fire. it's good to have a friend i can do both anything and nothing with. yesterday i went rock climbing and then hung out with anne and watched sarah silverman's jesus is magic and i'm pretty sure she's the funniest woman alive.

work is good, friends are great & all is well in the land of em.

ooh my darling, it's too beautiful to be

i'm tired. and relatively discouraged. i think for the first time in my life i have to exert a tremendous amount of effort to learn something and do it over and over again and i'm not used to that. i know i'm growing and learning but that doesn't make it any less exhausting

i also have some seriously nasty pains in my neck that i can't get rid of. anne and i are going to take yoga, but that doesn't start until the end of the month. no amount of stretching is going to make this go away any time soon...


my parents came out to visit this weekend. it was really cool to have them around and simultaneously very awkward. it was also very exhausting because we were constantly running around so my weekend was not very relaxing.

regina and i went out on saturday and i realized how much i miss having female friends. apparently most of my friends here are guys, and the repore is just completley different. i really like hanging out with regina. she is a kind soul.


last night as i was falling asleep i kept having this feeling that i was a little tiny person pulling the strings inside of a big shell of a person. it wasn't a good feeling.

i also keep having these thoughts as i'm trying to sleep and right as i wake that i can not shake or make go away.


very late at night
and in the morning light
nobody knows me at all

it also seems like every other day i don't know what the hell i'm doing with my life. i presume this is normal at this stage of the game, but it's getting really old really quickly. all i know is that i want to be happy and do something that i love. guess that's what most of us want though...

i do know that i want a place to live for a few years where i can have some plants, my cat & a newspaper subscription.

swalllowed in the sea

i can't help it, you know
if i have feelings

:: science of sleep ::

be careful of my heart

i sit in front of a computer for 8 hours a day. i make things with/on a computer.

i wish i had time/motivation/means to make things that had nothing to do with computers. like pots.

even breathing feels alright

i have acquired some new friends from the local plantery. jason helped me repot them and transport them to their new home on my night stand. it will be nice to wake up next to another living thing in the morning. i'm also hoping they will help combat the wintery greys.

i will name them after fonts. this will require some thought...

pa-do-gees

a scrantonian night in ballard was had by jason, regina and myself on friday. what a delightful evening! we talked about colloquialisms and the ethnographical makeup of scranton. it's cool to be able to talk about home (can i still call that home?) from an outsiders perspective. regina is writing a mini novel next month that's all about scranton so it seems that the talk of nepa shall continue. such a strange strange place...