Category: life

“I’ve always felt very temporary about myself.”

I’m not putting up the Christmas tree this year. It’s in storage at my parents’ house, and my roommate’s cat is apparently a climber anyway, and… it just doesn’t feel like the place we live is “home” enough to really undertake seasonal decorating. It’s been a rough six months at the Satellite of Love. We went from two healthy full-time… Read more →

So clearly I should ditch all this stuff and become a minimalist

There’s a weird pattern that’s emerged in my life over the last year. I don’t know if it’s actually a pattern so much as a coincidence, but here goes: within a week of getting all my art finally hung up on the wall, some catastrophe at least raises the specter of having to move months earlier than originally planned. Back… Read more →

Great day in the morning, victory is mine

Recently I got word that my request to move to part time at my day job was approved. From now on, I’ll work 3.5 days a week there, and have 3.5 days a week to… be productive in other ways that I need to more concretely plan now. It feels like a huge weight has been lifted — the job… Read more →

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may

I bought myself flowers yesterday. Roses, no less. This is a thing I’ve always had a weird hangup about: I would only buy flowers for myself if I was in a relationship. If I wasn’t, it felt weird and sad and somehow like giving up. What can I say, the neurosis is strong with this one. Anyway, I was at… Read more →

Still she haunts me, phantom-wise…

I went back to Kingsland Ward. That place is the most astonishing and miraculous reality I’ve ever visited. Before the show on Friday night, I couldn’t stop my hands shaking. The excitement was almost too much to bear. And as the night wore on, I found myself wishing that time would stop and I could just stay in that place,… Read more →

GUYS. GUYS. GUYS.

I’m in Brooklyn for the night. Hitting traffic (as I did, of course, because why not?), it takes about five hours to get here, and I’ll be turning around and going home tomorrow afternoon. Why would I do this insane thing? There are three reasons. One is my lovely and special and marvelous friends Je and Ja, who let me… Read more →

CATS, man.

So I’m dealing with cats: specifically my cat, Lady Door, and my roommate’s cat, Nola. Door (Her Pampered Ladyship) has been acclimating to the new place for about a month, but Nola just arrived last weekend. Door has been restricted to my room, bathroom, and closet while Nola gets accustomed her new surroundings. Fortunately, the bedroom and bathroom are pretty… Read more →

Lamplust

So I can’t keep a tidy bedside table. I just can’t. There are many things in my life I keep tidy, some would say neurotically so. This ain’t one. I post this picture knowing you can view and mock my shortcomings. The reason I post it anyway, though, is that I have a crush on my lamp. It came from… Read more →

A potentially-crippling Craigslist habit is born

I found this chair on Craigslist for $75, with a second similar-but-not-identical chair thrown in for $50. Can I tell you how much I love this chair? It’s my reading chair, and my note-making chair, and my thinking chair. I put the other one in the living room, where my cat has entirely claimed it as her own. (For the… Read more →

I HAZ A DISAPPOINT.

Okay, so, I’m doing a complete makeover on my bedroom, right, because it’s a new house and a new life and all that jazz. And so far, outside of a truly epic number of trips to IKEA (which seems weird when you look at my room, because it is… not IKEA-y), it’s gone pretty well so far. I mean, I’ve… Read more →