Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Apparently, back in 2006, I thought it was really quite something 
to take pictures of myself while eating 



fruit and then send them to people. 



So attractive.
I remember I sent this one to my mom


Fruit as shot chaser.

I'll bite you.


Clearly I rolled out of bed that day.

Really? Oh my god!

Fruit even wound up in my work.

How is this not sexy?

You want some.

Really. You do.
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writing is like putting puzzles together. except i hate puzzles. they remind me of rainy days in the poconos, locked indoors with relatives for some kind of annual family reunion. but words, strung together, placed just so, can be just like music. i love words, their meaning, their rhythm, their ability to persuade, move, thrill---and when strategically placed together, they're just like pieces of a puzzle. Because when the piece is complete, it just is. There's nothing left to do except go outside and feel the rain come down.