Wednesday, 10 August 2011.

peoples i am getting a tumblr.

onthepier.tumblr.com

i cannot access cbox to get rid of my spam and that is the last straw.

{ 11:55 pm }

all we need is a little bit of momentum.

and I need to stop inching away from people and life and awkwardness because that is how friendships are killed.

all my summer reading is done and i've done so much thinking forwards-backwards-inside-out about That Which Is Us that i wind up dizzy and back at the start with no conclusion.

i wrote a long pretty passage about the stinging allergen that is reality and then killed it because it made no sense and cut too close.

and meanwhile in all my hypocrisy i sit and worry, because other people have rivers of hatred that run longer and cut deeper and closer to the bone in all directions, and as a friend i don't know where my job is, and certainly not where it isn't. pleasestayokay, and please please please if you still read this blog I may be a bumbling fool who occasionally confuses right with left and whose foot is far too acquainted with her mouth (figuratively speaking, as i feel obligated to point out after witnessing some of Katie's acrobatics), but i'm always going to be here for you.

{ 11:33 pm }

Monday, 8 August 2011.

it's been a while-- Barcelona was amazing!

except for the albino-panda sunburn it gave me, and the lack of breathing room on that one train to the beach.

what to say? i made a billion great friends, had all the skin on my shoulders peel off, bought clothes, ate candy, brought back gum, laughed, cried, fell down on the sidewalk....

SO MUCH LOVE, Barcelona.

There was icecream, there were dead jellyfish, there was good pizza and there was awful pizza. There were relatives and strangers and bicycles.

I don't know how to begin, because I wouldn't know where to end.

{ 11:38 pm }