I have good news.
I'm starting a biotech project. This how I'm feeling:
On Hello and Good Buck, I get my fortune told.
Next week: Santa Fe.
Thursday, July 17, 2014
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Monday, June 9, 2014
I was in the bathroom at my parents' house, doing my makeup in front of the mirror. The door was open--I always left it open when I was primping so that I could talk to family members if they walked past.
Dad appeared in the doorway--I saw him in the mirror at first: slow-moving, unsteady on his feet, bloodshot eyes. I turned around and went to him. He took my hands by the fingertips and said, "Look at my purty little gal."
I started to cry, I embraced him and his body started to break up and become insubstantial. My mother stood by the doorway then, impatient. I said "Bye, Daddy" and we both cried. He wailed [a sound from real life]. I woke up.
"I know now that my mourning will be chaotic." -Roland Barthes
Next week: less.
Monday, June 2, 2014
1) My friends M & Z.
M thoroughly indulged me and hooked me up in his new house with my own wing and exceptional bath products. He introduced me to his family in Knoxville--a mix of Iraqi, Lebanese, and Syrian cultures. His grandma made us meals and they sent me home with spices!
2) DOLLY IN CONCERT.
3) The Grand Ol' Opry.
6) Absolutely nothing expected of me.
I love being unproductive in another city--particularly a southern one. It's too hot/humid to move fast during the day, and at night...well, see #5.
Next week: Gratin night.