i sometimes have my breakfast right off of a mirror / and sometimes i have it right out of a bottle / come on…
OK I’ve never done either. Like, not even when I was a baby, because: No bottles for me! (Hey—I wore that turquoise necklace the other day!…
Read articleIn which I put off being sane for another week.
Things are better. Because they are worse! I can put off dealing with my various productivity compulsions for a week or so, because I’m going crazy…
Read articlesometimes I think the only appropriate response to a lot of my blog posts is
“Oh, honey.” And a little pat on the head. “It’s gonna be OK.”
Read articletypical privileged-girl rambling
It’s 10 AM and I’m at the organic farm across the street from my house, picking up mesclun and winter squash and herbs. Saturday morning and…
Read articleFreedom’s just another word for stress of a different kind
My friends. Let me ask you this. How do we have compassion for ourselves, and, by extension, for others? Particularly if we are vegan, which we…
Read articleRemembrance/renewal of vows
Here we go again. Nine years ago today I stood too far downtown and watched people leaping to their death, watched a woman tearing southbound through…
Read articleblah blah it’s fall and I didn’t have any fun all summer
Yo yo yo. I miss my mean old blog! I’m still in hiding, Working Out My Issues. It’s very boring, and I’m very tired of it,…
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