Rule, Brittaniea! Wrapped in plastic
My hero
Sweet Jesus, I could watch the last five seconds of this clip of Liz Taylor a thousand times over and still not be sick of it.
Widowed to the Sea
The best and worst thing about our cracker-box apartment is the living room window — literally a bay window — which looks out onto the East Sea. On a good day, if I get up early enough, I can watch the sun rise over the crescent of land just southeast of our little town. On [...]
If I was…
in Houston, I’d be camping in a friend’s backyard and swimming in Clear Lake even though it’s the almost winter.
But I’m in Korea instead, and so tomorrow I’m going to hike Jiri Mountain. Again.
Gipfelschnaps and grass snakes
This is the start of the third fall in a row I have lived in this apartment in Korea. It’s still warm during the days but it’s now cool enough to leave the windows open at night. The past few weeks have been gray and rainy, which gives the air a misty sea-breeze feeling I’ll [...]
Ramble on
I’ve been reading a lot of short stories online lately, sending links to friends, making CLH read them so I have someone to dissect them with. I haven’t been reading many books, or writing much, or doing much of anything else really. I haven’t even shaved my legs since he left.
I have this box of [...]
Someone talk me out of it
Once again, I am currently entertaining the urge to delete it all and start from scratch.
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