Month: January 2008

Live together, die alone

There is a humongous benefit to living in the Central Time Zone. People in Seattle have more than 3 hours to go. For me, “Lost” is starting in 20 minutes. I AM FREAKING OUT. In fact, I haven’t been able to blog today because I just haven’t known what to say. I have no words…

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All about Laura

When I was in 6th grade, I took an after-school dance class. On the first day of class, I met a girl named Laura. She was homeschooled, which was weird and AWESOME, because who gets to stay home from school all day? She was blonde and bubbly and totally at ease with herself, which, come…

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A good story – a true story

Yesterday morning, I got a phone call from a girl saying that she worked down the street at Bongo Java. “We have a surprise here waiting for you – come in anytime this morning and it will be waiting for you.” A SURPRISE?? I never get surprises! I walked down to the coffee shop, and…

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Sparks in my ears and hope in my heart

The other day, I was walking to the bus, listening to my iPod. All of a sudden, I felt a shock. IN MY EAR. And then, another shock, IN MY OTHER EAR. All at once, I was experiencing pain, and when I ripped the earbuds out of my ears, THEY WERE SPARKING. As I am…

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Back to the adventure

This weekend in Seattle has been one of revelations for me. First of all, I realized that this was the first time in 4 months that I’ve had any idea where in the hell I am. I have spent months glued to MapQuest for directions from point A to point B to point C, back…

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The most rulingest gift ever

Greta gave me the world’s greatest gift. Of all time. Of the universe of life. She designed it – one for me, one for her. Sorry, ladies – this is not available in stores. How did I ever manage to wrangle such amazingly rad friends?

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Suddenly gaggled

There’s this fantastic thing that happens whenever I fly into Seattle at night. The approach is always from the southeast, and I start watching for the city about 25 minutes before landing, as soon as the captain announces “our initial descent.” Pretty soon, the orange lights begin to twinkle in the distance. We fly over…

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Music City

I have scarcely lived here for 3 weeks, and I have already won something. I never win anything! But through a local tapas restaurant, I won two tickets to the opera. My new friend Erika came with me, and we saw Gilbert & Sullivan’s “H.M.S. Pinafore,” which was incredibly silly and enjoyable, as it was…

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Underwires: Overrated

Everyone has a most embarrassing moment. Right? I didn’t. Every time that the question, “What’s your most embarrassing moment?” would come up, I would shrug and say, “I don’t really do anything embarrassing.” I realize that the very act of me typing these words opens me up to my siblings recollecting every mortifying event in…

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Beauty and emptiness

A friend of mine recently filled out one of those survey things on her blog. You know, all sorts of questions about life. One of the questions was, “When was the last time you felt beautiful?” It hit me like a cannon ball in the chest: I cannot recall the last time I felt beautiful.…

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