To my friends from LiveJournal
I still think abou you
Wonder if you finally quit,
Do you still speak to your mom?
I remember when you went to Japan
How you swore you’d never forgive him.
I can’t remember to take my meds but
I remember you wanted to live on a houseboat.
It’s a strange intimacy,
all of us unspooling across decades of internet space
Like balls of yarn
leaving a trail behind us of everywhere
and everyone we’ve ever been
I hope you got your houseboat.
I hope you got everything.
—Haley DeRoche
I hope you got your houseboat.
Narrator: "Laura, did not get her houseboat."
Happy Gotcha Day!
Happy Re-Org!
Snitches Get Stitches Update: I have removed the pressure bandage from my forehead so I no longer look like I'm wearing a maxi-pad on my face. However, I now have visible stitches (underneath the steri-strips). Still not taking the pressure bandage on my arm because I'm more likely to bump my arm than my head.
I am trying to get some mail out the door. Do the thing, Zhu-Li! [Korra ref.]
This afternoon I am stealing my children from their regularly scheduled lives to go get the Xmas tree and set it up.
I just figured out that Matilda's Xmas break is way longer than either one of us thought: from Dec. 13th to January 26th. She'll pick up some more shifts at work and will, no doubt, enjoy the time with her beau. But I'm looking forward to having a housemate again.
