My computer has died, again. So now I furtively check Tumblr in the staff room and it feels really illicit. Shockingly, I am still training for a half marathon. My joints still don’t like me. Today I’m taking a 24-hour trip to New York to see TheCoastIsClear before she moves to Amsterdam. This means that I am missing the Seaport’s marathon reading of “Moby Dick”...
Mon ex-petit ami a appris ces mots-ci quand il m'a...
Des travaux L’ascenseur Le fun
kelsium: librarianpirate: kelsium replied to your post: Finished Harry Potter 1, watching the movie while I knit. I love that everyone’s rereading the Harry Potter books right now. We should have all organized it so we could read and discuss at the same time! We totally should. But you’re reading backwards, I’m reading forwards, and I don’t know where anyone else is. Ok, how about this. As...
Who wants to drive me from Mystic to New York on Saturday so I can attend TheCoastIsClear’s going away party?
fervorate: Tennesse Waltz - Patti Page Today we...
I have a pretty large blister on the bottom of my heel. Anyone know what I can do?
whatwillsuffice: I’ve become one of those dreadful people who enjoys exercise. Please send help. Well, I certainly can’t say yet that I enjoy it, but I did ANOTHER FOUR MILES TODAY! Tomorrow I “rest” (read: do five shows) and Monday we do six miles. Eek!
You mean July 11th, Mom!
I meant to post this here.
Alice, why did you do that to us?– My knees
Very Important Annoucement:
I RAN FOUR MILES TODAY. Let me repeat that: I RAN FOUR MILES TODAY! ON A ROAD! Holy crap.
Top 10 Rookie Mistakes →
From Marathon Rookie .com: 10. Underestimate Stretching— Yes I do 9. Lack of Support— I barely support myself in this 8. Lack of Belief— See above 7. Motivation— Peer pressure 6. Wrong Goal— See above 5. Wrong Training Program— I’m using a website called Marathon Rookie 4. Starting Too Fast— See previous post 3. Lack of Knowledge— See...
Drunk Decision I Just Made:
Train for a half-marathon
12 songs backed by a gospel choir. An amazing, amazing playlist. Flawed only in its exclusion of this song.
Beach kids feel no pain, and if they do, a case of Corona can always cure that....– -Asbury Park Press (via jaimieoviatt) (via fuckyeahnj) Hakuna matata, man.
kelsium: Go away you spoiled, selfish, overtanned, underfed brats. Kelsium speaks the truth.
I’m going to get a library card tomorrow. Please recommend your favorites among the following categories: Classics Ladybooks Non-fiction: history Non-fiction: biography You’re never too old to read this I can’t believe you haven’t read this yet No really, stop what you’re doing and read this now Other Hey thanks!
This is the girl in the towel? You look different with clothes on.– Guy I just met. My housemates seem incapable of inviting company over when I’m not just leaving the shower.
Avoid compulsively making things worse.– The fortune cookie I get on the day I email my ex-boyfriend.
I wussed out.
I sent the email but didn’t ask for the money. I asked if he deleted all the pictures from my old computer that I gave him two years ago. I will ask for the money after he responds. Wuss, I know. But I did sign off with “How’s 30 treating you?”
At some point today I should write a really...
Today sucks already.
I can't deal with bullshit.
It's so hot,
thecoastisclear: (…) It’s so hot I’m crying. I’m blaming the tears on the heat, not everything else. Today in Toy Boats a stupid whiny girl was crying and her dad said, “You know, when you cry, it only makes it hotter so you should probably stop crying.”
This morning I went out on a row boat. This afternoon I rented one of the community bikes. This evening I’m going to watch an outdoor jazz concert. Oh Mystic, will you ever?
I can buy these for $17 including shipping →
But it means having to put on clothes and leave my bed to get my wallet downstairs. Y/N?
Harriet the Spy
Over here I wrote about my house/castmates. These are the things I didn’t say: A—Uttered the one thing you never want to hear when you’re out drinking: “He died for our sins!” B—Honestly, if I hear this person say “Homeskillet” one more time, I will drive our cast iron skillet home into his/her head. C—Floods the bathroom floor and...
Note to self:
Try to post sentimental things last. Posting them first only makes you feel bad for wanting to write about silly things you did at a party. Thanks.
The third of July
was my Grandmommy’s birthday. She used to tell us that the fireworks were not for the Fourth but for her. She also said that the Allium blooming in her garden was like year-round fireworks for her. One time her house was infested with lady bugs. But we knew long before then that she was magic. Aunt Lil and Grandmommy, sisters.
And some nights...
…after walking one-third of your drunk-ass group back home, even the bouncer will call you “Mom.” …you will lose your phone. …you will not just walk one of your housemates home, but DANCE him home because he is too drunk to be beckoned with “Okay, now one foot in front of the other” but seemingly with-it enough to respond to “Now Charleston over to...
Like a madwoman
I made lemon bars tonight. What I love about baking is that even if every step of the way gets fouled up, when you bake sugar and butter, it always comes out delicious.
Bonne fourchette: M. Wells, Québeco-American diner →
neighborhoodr-astoria: This news could not be more tailor-made for me, a Franco-American girl living in Astoria: a Québeco-American diner called M. Wells is opening next door in Long Island City next week! What’s more, an alum from Montréal’s Au Pied de Cochon, to which I’m currently plotting a pilgrimage,… Oh yum. Happy Canada Day from Astoria.