a few of my favorite things.

i realize...

i have not been very talkative lately. i have been feeling a lot of things shift on the inside for the past few weeks and i'm not quite sure how to write about it - or even if i want to write about it.

i'm still alive and kicking.

take a minute

have you ever really taken your time eating something that you just assumed you always liked?

for instance, my world has been rocked every march by the arrival of mcdonald's shamrock shakes. this year, on my second one of the season, i finally slowed down enough to actually taste it.

i didn't like the way it tasted.

just now, i raided a bag of riesen that i bought at the grocery store last night. i popped one into my mouth and just let it sit there.

the chocolate tastes terrible! it's so chemically and sweet.

it's a complete difference from the way i usually eat them, which is just to chow down on them and just get blissed out by all of the chewy goodness.

i might be on to something, here.

wicked.

so, i put wicked on hold at the library on january 20th and it still isn't in.

is it really worth it?

i mean, i'm 1 of 8 on the hold list, so of course i'm going to wait... but sheesh.

is it that good? 3 months of waiting?

say what you want...

but this song is just... part of my soul.

just another day in freakland.

for the past two nights i have been dreaming of botched easter cakes (think cake wrecks). i have been alternately disappointed that the cakes were wrecked, then happy because i could take pictures of them, then disappointed when i woke up and realized that the wrecks, the pictures, and the cakes in general, didn't exist.

last night on my way to pick eric up from work, i wrote two country songs. while i was waiting for him, i sketched out a few characters for a book.

this morning i have already pondered, deeply, and for like, 2 hours, separation of church and state. i'm even thinking about writing an essay.

i'm staring at a giant vase full of mostly dead flowers and i am kind of fascinated by the new color palette.

my back hurts, my nose is stuffy, and i ate pretzel rods and diet coke for breakfast.

this is me, at 100%.

my dear commenters:

when i set up this blog, i neglected to input an e-mail address for comment notification. that means that over the past few weeks, i didn't realize that anyone was reading or commenting.

imagine my delight (that you're reading) and sorrow (that i missed you) when i actually visited my own blog today and saw the comments!

i am so sorry for my oversight in this matter. henceforth, i shall be notified of new comments and i will do my best to respond in a timely manner.

i love new york.

because, just when you think you can't take one more day of looking at the sharp, harsh edges of the dead landscape?

new york comes through.