it's a convoluted mess
And by ordinary I mean, it’s some late hour in the middle of the night and I’m not sleeping. Week 111…ish… It’s the end of April. Weather keeps swinging between hoodie weather and sub-freezing in 24 to 48 hour periods as Minnesota is wont to do. I recently had to be out of the house three days in a row and every single day it was pouring rain and snowing at the same time. It… Keep reading…An ordinary Wednesday night…
This band. I love them. So. Fucking. Much. We drove over nine hundred miles to see them in concert. I couldn’t muster the mental fortitude to see them locally at the State Fair on Labor Day, but Colorado, Red Rocks, (and Andy Grammer, let’s be honest) got me to drive 1800+ miles for them. The band’s performance that night mixed with the energy of a crowd of 6000-some-odd people belting out every word along with… Keep reading…I don’t need a reason for anything I feel…
Do you have any idea what it’s like to walk down the hallway in the dark in the middle of the night and find a Tonberry in your path? Way more disturbing than it should be for a foot-tall stuffed animal. It’s after three in the morning. My mind is racing on a million different things. I might be starting to get a little bit tired, but it’s only fitting that sleep is giving me… Keep reading…Scratch ticket lottery…
I always feel the need to commemorate anniversaries with essays waxing poetic about years gone by. Then I start writing and it takes off in an entirely different direction that I never intended and I end up scrapping the whole thing. Three years ago today Bob and I got married. He is my best friend. He is my saving grace. I love him more than I ever thought it was possible to love another human… Keep reading…What are you doing for the rest of your life?
I had this whole post planned out in my head waxing analytical and poetic about the state of my brain when it comes to making decisions and blah, blah, blah. Then it got really long and drawn-out and it missed the point entirely of what I really wanted to say. I had a pipe dream about a road trip. Then I got nudged by a couple of completely fantastic friends about said pipe dream. And… Keep reading…Crazy would be changing your mind…
The fixation continues. I am far too easily amused by watching my Last.fm top ten shift around. Or rather, at this point, it’s the top four and there are 28 plays standing between numbers three and four. That’s just one master playlist worth of listening for the upset. I’m tempted to listen to some Train specifically to keep them in the lead, but the obsessive whack job easily fascinated part of my mushy brain will… Keep reading…Back to what we had…