3.30.2011

hey

there are origami cranes all over my floor...

3.28.2011

crap crap crap crap

occupational hazard of spending too much time with high schoolers #2:

after a lifelong history of only about one bad cold a year, i'm now sick for the 4th time since september.

3.27.2011

cough

i feel like i haven't been really truly not sick in about 6 months. ugh.

3.26.2011

code fabulous

just in case you've been secluded up in a silver oak tree for the past couple of months, here is a link to 'some beats'...from the genius minds of pip and ian. turn it up!!!

3.25.2011

fun fun fun fun

occupational hazard of spending too much time with high schoolers #1:

i've had FRIDAY stuck in my head for 5 DAYS STRAIGHT 

3.23.2011

details

my friend carole, over at worked out wrote an inspired post today about comfort in discontentment (i regrettably know far too much about this) i encourage you to read what she has to say...and find some hope in it.
i did :)

3.21.2011

well

at the risk of sounding painfully banal...

i need to trust God more.

because i am finding myself increasingly tired, doubtful, scared of things, and unable to function. and i just don't have time for that right now.

3.19.2011

pause

i am unsurprised but still in heartache to hear this news of the mounting severity of the nuclear disaster in japan:
"The boss of the company behind the devastated Japanese nuclear reactor today broke down in tears - as his country finally acknowledged the radiation spewing from the over-heating reactors and fuel rods was enough to kill some citizens..."
i'm wondering and praying and waiting for the myriad effects the events of last friday will have on the japanese, and therefore the world.
i'm positive we don't even have a clue as to what their enormity could be.

3.16.2011

i told my mom that roger ebert called Rango "some kind of miracle". her response:
"Well it BETTER be some kind of miracle!! For 200 MILLION DOLLARS?? it ought to rise from the DEAD!" 

3.14.2011

these beliefs

i usually don't go for this kind of thing, as i think most christian artistic media is painfully mediocre... but i thought this was sincere and genuinely creative. not perfect by any means...but then what is.

reversed
inundated mind!

3.07.2011

...thanks...?

"nice pants," said the middle aged man as i passed him.

i was wearing a skirt.

2.28.2011

there are nice days

days that you go to santa monica with your friends on a chilly winter's afternoon and eat cupcakes by the ocean. those are really good days.

2.18.2011

still coughing, it's cold
wait for sleep as i
think of unknown tomorrow

2.09.2011

"O my heart, it is all a very odd life."
~Charles Williams in a letter to his wife, 12 March 1940

2.06.2011

time

remember when myspace was the coolest, most newfangled, awesomest thing around?

remember when the phrase "remember when" referred to something 30 years ago instead of 3?

2.04.2011

morning.

sometimes...you sleep through your alarm...waking up right when you're supposed to be in front of a class full of students. and then you jump out of bed so fast and in such panic, you go into vasal shock and faint on your bathroom floor...coming to just as you hear your cell phone ringing and it's the school wondering where the heck you are, and you tell them you missed your alarm and then fainted and are feeling nauseous but NOT TO WORRY you're still coming, you're just going to miss the first class! "are you sure," they ask, "because we can call another sub"...and you assure them you will be there at 9:00 insisting you will be fine...so you get up to finish brushing your teeth, only to fall down on the floor with your ears ringing again. then, after finally grabbing a bagel even though you feel like you want to puke, you run down to your car, get inside, and put the key in the ignition...and nothing happens...then you notice the dome light has been left on for about 15 hours and the battery is dead...so you have to call the school and tell them the car won't start and you feel horrible and they'll just have to get another substitute that day and you sit in the seat and can't even cry from the shock of what the heck all just happened??