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good gracious.
somebody say something fascinating.
so i can pretend i still have friends who still say interesting things.
(thinking of opening a theatre again... it's scary to think of a hope so deep, but i cant seem to control myself out of it)
thanksgiving with the fam in a few days.
good thing to.
i'm starting to forget how hairy my brother is, how italian my sister-in-law is, how crazy my sister is, how ornery my brother-in-law is, how lovely my neices are, how happy my nephew is, and how great it is to eat pumpkin pie in someone else's living room.
thanks God - for all of the above.
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| the busy to-do's of lifeseem unimportant in comparison.
and yet they are so daunting.
and yet they are unimportant in comparison. to Life.
and yet I struggle between the demands of one, and the gifts of the Other.
moneymoneymoney. evilevilevil. It really does cause me strife. having too little. having too much. having just enough.
I'm tired of fighting the world over something unimportant.
Let's fight the Real fight. [will I sacrifice one for the Other?]
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| for those of you who are still lame (like me) and read xanga... and I haven't called because I'm a terrible friend and never call anyone...
I'm engaged to be married to Mr. Andrew Bird.
and it's absobalylutely fabulous!
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| secret secret....
shhh... dont tell. ;)
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| home sweet, diarrhea?
I'm back in the states.
much more to come.
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