I didn’t realize that being a vegetarian could be so controversial at times. Really. I understand that vegans are sometimes militant and spiteful (maybe because they are always hungry), but vegetarians are friendly. Read on to find out more about my vegetarian ways. (more…)
January 2007
Tuesday, 30 January 2007
Monday, 29 January 2007
For a brief stint of time I was the reining goddess of Brooklyn poker during our weekly Texas Hold’em game. My cards have gone cold recently, but if you want to know more about my glory days, read on. (more…)
Friday, 26 January 2007
Since I like to keep everything organized, for the next few weeks I’ll be unpacking boxes from my old account. What you will find if you visit are long blogs divided by category. Think of it as a retrospective or one giant flashback or a “previously in ksgrrl’s life” like on TV.
Make some popcorn and enjoy these scenes from “our house.” (more…)
Wednesday, 24 January 2007
For a month I walked past a bright red painting of a cat with stars hanging near the front window of an art gallery/tattoo parlor. Then I pointed the painting out to Dave, after which we found out that the painting is by a Croatian graffiti artist named Lunar. Last night, he brought the painting home for me. Now, the cat with stars lives on the wall of our small apartment.
Monday, 22 January 2007
Run fast, stand still.
This, the lesson from lizards.
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Ray Bradbury
Zen in the Art of Writing
Two nights ago I ran my tongue over my front teeth and noticed that they were not sonicare clean. As a matter of fact, they were feeling rather like a melted Jolly Rancher with its hard center covered by an unpleasant sticky coating. Sitting there, contemplating my teeth, I realized that I hadn’t brushed them yet that day which made me wonder if I’d remembered to brush them the day before. Dave had only been gone for 36 hours, and I was already forgetting to brush my teeth.My excuse is that I was running fast like the lizard. With Dave gone, I had four days completely to myself to devote to writing, reading, and revising my dissertation, that damn bane of my existence. So write I did.
Morning: Wake up. Check email while eating breakfast. Write down everything I thought of during the night.
Eat Lunch
Afternoon: Read very important books. Continue to write and revise.
Eat Dinner : Watch some TV
Night: Read, edit, revise until 3 a.m. Then sleep.
Clearly this schedule leaves no time for teeth brushing. Okay, okay. Or showering. Dave should be very happy that I am not a professional writer, because if I was, I would probably lock myself in a room (connected to a bathroom) with plenty of food and not emerge for four days. Do not fear for me or my hygiene, though, because once I am finished running fast, I will stand very very still (and brush my teeth). I promise.