November 2011
1 post
August 2011
1 post
I know. I have neglected my post!
technical updates: finished last chemo. good grief, talk about a love-hate relationship. PET scan results came back: cancer free, ladies and gents. Now I don’t get too excited about the stuff docs tell me because they gave me a lot of false hopes in the beginning of all of this, but yay!
just joined Imerman Angels as a way to connect to young adults...
April 2011
2 posts
March 2011
3 posts
Daniel, my 14 year old brother, is in a phase. He rides his 4 wheeler all over the neighborhood at an alarming speed; and performs some alarming stunts (sans helmet!) all of which he assures me are perfectly safe. I hear myself sounding like a parent when i chide him for being irresponsible. Oh let us think back on all the ways i have assumed my invincibility! immaturity, say what you will....
February 2011
4 posts
Watch
Well.. I finished college today (yesterday, technically)! And tomorrow (today, technically) I start chemo. Poetic, isn’t it?
Anyway we will leave for Schumpert in about 6 hours and I, of course, cannot sleep. i’m trying to play like this is a super fun and wacky adventure. but right now i kind of wish i could opt out of this chemo business and instead move to the Maldives, bathe in...
I thought I’d do a brief little pre-diagnosis timeline for those interested:
September 2010: I moved back from Chicago to finish up school in Ruston, Louisiana. As many of you know, I had lived in Chicago for 15 months doing an exchange program through Louisiana Tech as well as working at an investment bank. I came back to Ruston reluctantly with hopes of returning to Chicago after...
January 2011
3 posts
If anyone’s curious as to how one reacts to 50mgs of Demerol administered intravenously, I’ll tell you. This is the same drug Michael Jackson was self-medicating with for “insomnia”. I reckon withdrawals to any serious addiction to this drug would result in some insomnia. These are the things I did yesterday post bone-marrow biopsy: slept, woke up, ate some chocolates,...
I was just told by dr. B that I have to have a bone marrow biopsy so I went out afterward and bought a bunch of gummy vitamins to feel better about the sad news.
WatchMy first video!
Some friends and I originally started tumblr blogs a few years ago in efforts to maintain enriching communication across geographic obstacles. Those friend are Nick (parispapa123) in Paris, Amelia (brunchfaced) in Chicago, and Emily (babyhands) in Louisiana. In the event that you page back into the archives of this blog you will see some of our correspondence/things I found...
November 2010
4 posts
ode to insomnia
I was awake for all the darkness. For all the dreams, the snores, the creaking bed frames.
I was awake for the sleepy shuffles to light switches
I was awake for the clanging of dishes, and cracking of eggs
I was awake for all the alarms, ringing and chirping at dawn.
I was awake for all the shuffling papers and blowdrying hair.
I was awake for the door slammed shut and the engine running.
I am...
shiftingdreams:
Opéra de Nuit / Invitation
October 2010
9 posts
3 tags
Devisive Devices
You may have experienced those kind of slow motion seconds in which the brain somehow resolves itself to accept disaster. A few days ago as I was driving down Louisville in Monroe, an SUV of three 18 year olds sailed through their stop sign on the perpendicular street practically sweeping me and my little convertible off the road. The seconds before the impact feel like hours in a dream that...
“That’s the thing about life; everything feels so permanent, but you can...”
– Jonathan Tropper, This is Where I Leave You (via megmess)
bodies-of-art:
I’ll Be Your Lover, Too-Van...
September 2010
10 posts
“If you’re fifteen or so, today, I suspect that you inhabit a sort of endless...”
– BEA talk, William Gibson. 2010. (via tlvx)
ragh! brain on fire!
communication! crisis mapping! thinking patterns! production of value! material culture! the just life! symbolic value! cognitive surplus! COFFEEEEEEE!!!
A+
Blackberry scores a B to Apple’s A.
ambition is exciting. sometimes exhausting, yes. but always exciting first and foremost.
Used to live in an imaginary world of stuffed animals, friends who listened. stopped. stared. these days, i live in airports, buses, and clubs. in another universe, i go to carnivals and fairs. i make short films about waves. i study ocean life and track the whales. i put my ear to the ocean floor and listen to the other side. but that’s enough about me. move more. eat your greens. ...
August 2010
5 posts
Musings of an Inappropriate Woman: Making magic,... →
I’ve been thinking a lot about fabulousness lately. Mostly for a couple of articles I’ve been working on, but as a perpetual shifter (not in the True Blood sense, but in the sense of one who is always making minor adjustments to her life) I guess it’s something I think about a bit anyway.
As…
Throwback.
http://icsarah3.xanga.com/121148033/item/
The move
She is sitting at her kitchen counter right now. it is 5:39 PM and the lemon custards are baking in the oven. there’s a man in the next room with his head sets probably listening to the cure or some obscure early 90s rock band and reading about technology. this feels like home. this is the best time of the day. this is when we are quiet and have time to think.
::This is the Chicago Brown...
http://online.wsj.com/article/SB1000142405274870395... →
so young to be so filled with hate.
accomplishments for today..
July 2010
4 posts
notes on a sunday.
eternally torn between the bitterness of tears and the sweetness of laughter. is your life a comedy or a tragedy?
the story of us being welded together in attempts to build the whole seems to say that we will forever remain as halves in a constant search for that which we lack. we want because we are incomplete. we want to be found outside of ourselves. therefore, we should want to never be...
there is pleasure in the pathless woods,
there is rapture on the lonely shore,
there is society where none instrudes,
by the deep sea and the music in its roar;
i love not man the less, but Nature more.
-Lord Byron
hangovers
“shimmer with lust, buzz with heat, vibrate with life and stay up all night”
edgy from too much wine last night.
edgy from too much coffee this morning.
edgy because she weighs too much. too many edges.
so edgy she can’t stand herself or her own skin.
the life of a writer sounds so glamorous and romantic and i think that’s just because that’s our job. to make...
June 2010
8 posts
Don’t stop dreaming. Don’t stop dreaming or singing or meaning what you barked at me from the end of the sea. The moon was curled up on the belly of the lake tonight. He was resting at peace like a cat on my back.
“Yesterday, Fed Chairman Ben Bernanke said the economy appears to be on track to...”
– JIMMY FALLON, Late Night
(via the New York Times)
(via inothernews)