December 2009
108 posts
auld lang syne
it’s new year’s eve. hooray. playing board games with le boys and drinking lots of champagne. and it’s snowing. lovely. happy almost 2010.
fight me
fighting with you makes it so much easier to leave.
london-bound.
3 AM
i learned from my mistakes. and tonight really amplified a collection of emotions that needed to surface.
god, i’ve missed this.
“Oh I could sail the world
Search through the darkest waters but
I’d never find...”
– To Be With You by The Honey Trees
fierce | flawless
in honor of my 14-year-old self, i’ll be responding to a similar survey i completed almost 10 years ago… thank goodness for old livejournals.
Have you ever kissed a soccer player? hmmm…. quite a few (until i was 16, that was the requirement) Who was the last person you saw besides family? diane
What are you not looking forward to? new year’s
What makes you cry? i...
la di dah
alright. let’s get some visuals going on here…. the story of my favorite people will follow.
consider this...
as me taking a step back.
love this.
clientsfromhell:
Client: Can you un-blur the background on this photo?
Me: Unblur?
Client: Yeah, I want the whole image to be super sharp. I don’t particularly care for that whole deep field thing you keep telling me about.
Me: You mean depth of field?
Client: Yeah, whatever. Just unblur it.
Me: That’s impossible.
Client: I’ve seen it done on CSI.
russian ramblings.
почему делаю я расточительствуйте мое время на вещах которые как раз нет стоимости оно
in this stunning monochrome
p.s. it’s such a gray/grey day. i heart it. (and no, i never know whether to use the ‘e’ or ‘a’ in that word)
so much shouting, so much laughter
i finally finished a damn song. i’ve been writing songs since i was 11 and yet i’ve never completed one in full… mainly because i suck at putting lyrics to music. but. it’s been done. completed. now, i get to revisit and revise…
(thrilled to hit this milestone)
cuddling
kitty is cuddling with me tonight. she never does that. hooray!
something new
I get lost watching the patterns rain makes on my windows.
i fucking dare you.
i hate, hate, hate when that happens.
in other news, my great-aunt is in ICU with congestive heart failure. shit.
“Come and sit with me and talk awhile. Let me see your pretty little smile. Put...”
– The White Stripes
“trees outside the window and a big band sound that makes you feel like...”
– richard siken
“Where you used to be, there’s a hole in the world,
which I find myself...”
– Edna St. Vincent Millay
“I must learn to love the fool in me- the one who feels too much, talks too much,...”
– Theodore Isaac Rubin
“I love her and it is the beginning of everything.”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald
plum tea for dessert
I’m back home in Connecticut for a few days and the rushing familiarity is pleasant. I’m looking forward to the next few days… particularly catching up with some great friends in the area. And! Thai Food Tuesday with Sean and Adam (it’s mad tradition and you know Cecilia Hughes and traditions)! I’m pretty stoked. I love them.
Next up: reading books and drinking lots...
new year's eve.
come play with me.
here’s the thought:
- rebirth (best nola brass band ever) at sullivan hall
- fireworks on my rooftop
- pete’s in brooklyn (hipsters included)
Sweet Sweet New Year’s at Pete’s Candy Store It’s FREE! And they’re giving away amazing FREE CHOCOLATE from Sweetriot (to the first 75 people, that is). To warm you up, Pete’s will be...
“i’ll keep my hands warm in your pockets
and you can use the engine block...”
– ani, gravel
hey you.
Give me a place to stand and I can move the world.
2010
last year’s post:
Was 2008 a good year? Lots of growth, some pain, overall f a n t a s t i c…filled with new opportunities and fresh faces, i wouldn’t have it any other way. ::Plans for 2009:: grad school in New York City or Boston, new travels to new orleans and hopefully, europe, new job, new apartment with jack… i am elated. this year is going to be filled with new...
this time / next year
living in cali or dc / studying conflict resolution and relational dialectics
or…
working in new york with an adorable apartment in park slope or dumbo with jack (or a puppy or robear or some lucky lad or a gross roommate).
- come on life, shock me.
early wake-up call.
i think i’ll be going back to connecticut this sunday. let’s play (kayla!) and have a blasty blast.
the only downside: i am helping usun blast out some materials that require a 5 am wake-up call until thursday. loveliness. i heart naps.
merry christmas (officially).
xo
tinsel. →
can’t live with or without it.
“This is the message of Christmas: We are never alone.”
– Taylor Caldwell (1900-1985), English novelist.
the eve of christmas!
in dc! hooray!
believe me.
It’ll happen. For this I am sure.
“When I watch you, wanna do you, right where you’re standing…yeah.
Right...”
– Say Anything, “Alive With The Glory of Love”
that's what i'll do tomorrow...
a nice hot bath. with lots of bubbles. and yummy scents. and a glass of wine. mmmm…. done.
[sunrise / sunset]
the waking hour is the coldest.
if.
if i could revisit my younger self, i’d tell her to let people grow into who they’re meant to become. don’t rush anything. don’t push someone simply because you’re growing into who you want to be at a faster rate. because it’s when you lose something- or someone- when you realize how much a person can flourish with or without you. as you objectively peer into...
make this. it's delish.
Sweet Pea Risotto
Yield: Makes 4 servings
Ingredients
1 tablespoon unsalted butter
1 tablespoon olive oil
1/2 yellow onion, chopped
2 cups Arborio rice
1 cup dry white wine (such as Sauvignon Blanc)
4 cups chicken broth
1 cup freshly grated Parmesan
1 teaspoon kosher salt
1/4 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
2 1/2 cups frozen peas, thawed
Fresh mint sprigs...
“I wish you had a favorite beauty spot that you loved secretly,
‘cause it...”
– kate nash, nicest thing
“Daydream delusion, limousine eyelash / Oh baby with your pretty face / Drop a...”
– before sunrise