January 2011
28 posts
And now I’m laying in my bed resting while I wait for the dishwasher to finish washing so that I can finish packing the kitchen.
And I’m on IKEA’s website looking obsessively at kitchen tables (since we don’t have one right now) now that we have a breakfast nook / dining area and I cannot wait to use it.
I’m also inspecting new dressers, because I need another one,...
I am moving to a new apartment in eight hours
And this is going surprisingly well?
Especially when one takes into account that we only got our moving boxes at 9 AM, and didn’t begin packing until well after 6 PM.
Things are basically packed, now, though.
new contact lenses
being able to see is pretty great
unsent letters; day 6
maybe one day we’ll be friends and share our secrets. but for now, that’s unlikely, isn’t it?
unsent letters; day five
I tried so hard but it wasn’t enough. I’m going to keep working, though. You’re never too far out of reach, although things may be a bit messier now.
Chemistry is a calling. It’s not something you just pick at random, like French cultural studies or History. And that is why my whole body is in pain.
Does anyone have
a recommendation for a good general purpose college level inorganic chemistry book, written in English?
I already have Brady’s Chemistry: Matter and Its Change, which I used for AP Chem in high school, and Riedel’s Anorganische Chemie, as well as a couple of basic high school intruductory books (McGraw-Hill and Glencoe, I believe) and the Jander Lehrbuch, but I’m looking for...
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unsent letters; day four
please be good, kid. i remember the day you were born and the chaos that ensued (in large part thanks to my refusal to accept a new baby in the house) and i remember you beginning kindergarten and going to swimming lessons together and new years eve after new years eve spent in buckfield. i remember your first broken bone and your dislocated shoulder, and that you got your tonsils removed before i...
I just woke up and had to use Find My iPhone to find my iphone, as somehow it had migrated into the down comforter as I slept, with the ringer turned off.
Thanks Steve.
unsent letters; day three
thank you so much for putting up with me through it all, and for all the hugs (and last minute flights home for them) along the way.
love you both so much.
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Raspberry Lindemans
I’m all about it
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unsent letters: day two
hey you,
there isn’t really anything for me to say to you that i haven’t already, but i’ll give it a shot. you’re the greatest and mean more to me than i ever thought was humanly possible. i love our snuggles and nose kisses and early morning adventures and our nook in panorama bar and the fun we have and the memories we make and how well we take care of one another....
how is it okay for one to work through their depression / talk about what’s going on in their life (irl and on the internet) without being that guy that is talking about his depression? is it possible?
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unsent letters: day one
hey you,
do you remember running through the tick fields when we were three and playing with barbies in the basement of your parents house? remember how the power would go out every time we had a sleepover? we were cute kids - there’s a picture of us in your sandbox from that era on my hard drive today. and we were inseparable back in the glory days of the 1990s. the phone calls that went...
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“The new queen was eighteen, Ptolemy XIII eight years younger. Generally hers was...”
– Stacy Schiff’s Cleopatra: A Life, which I pre-ordered before its November 1st release, and am just now getting around to reading. It’s incredibly well written and has sucked me in more than any other book I’ve picked up in at least the past year.
Does MTV require all the Teen Moms to wear...
Those tears be flowin’.
Café Goldberg at Reuterstraße 40 in Kreuzberg
The smell of pumpkin spice
The Westhafen U-Bahn station, where the Universal Declaration of Human Rights is splattered across the walls.
Sony Center at Potsdamer Platz during the night, when the space laser is turned on
Landwehrkanal
The fact that there’s a Toys-R-Us on Karl-Marx-Straße
The Amtrak
The Arnolfini Marriage by Jan van Eyck (and...
“The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill herself...”
– David Foster Wallace’s Infinite Jest
And I miss my babies
Both of them. The human and the hedgehog.
I'm so good at crying and being cold
Even with a down jacket, a thermal shirt, a normal shirt, pajama pants, and two down comforters, my entire body is shivering.
This isn’t normal.
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canned soups can be pretty gross
they can be made better with the addition of frank’s red hot.