Archive for November, 2006

Ok Ok

I’ll admit it. I’m back. You’re forcing me to accept that my vacation is officially over. And I’ll post, I promise. This weekend I’ll do a travel log. Just give me till this weekend. I’m sorry I’ve been so neglectful. Posting about the trip puts it officially in the past and puts me back at this desk editing my little heart out, and I’ll admit that half of me has still been away. But it’s not only you guys I’m neglecting, if that makes you feel any better.

I owe my brother a thank for the cool and unique birthday gift as well as a phone call from Thanksgiving. I owe my grandma a thank you note, and if I don’t send it soon she’ll probably send someone after me. I owe my room a cleaning and a picking up of all the clothes I have strewn all over because I decided at the last minute not to pack them. And etc, etc.

In the meantime, you can check out my pictures here.



A blog about my life and other stuff.

Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song,
A medley of extemporanea;
And love is a thing that can never go wrong;
And I am Marie of Romania.

Dorothy Parker, Not So Deep as a Well (1937)