<Mountainous Heathen!>

fair weathered friends

what to say. i'm out of zero degree weather and into thirty degree weather. they tell me i walk around naked. they clearly don't understand what it's like to not feel your apendages, your digits, if you will.

i love stamps, and i love writing letters. i also love tin boxes (and also tina, which is tin with an a on the end). so the three (without the parentheses) combined would make for the perfect gift: a tin box filled with letter writing stamps. all i need now is some wax and more stamps. i was thinking of making my own, but i don't know how to carve things that will look pretty. anyway, most of my time here should be spent in michaels or that one store across the street from the olive garden.

holly and i finally went chalking, after four years of meaning to. we didn't get to liberate any rocks, but that only means we have more things to do, more places to go.

i should soak up the holidays this year, because next year, i won't be able to come home. maybe they can visit me, but it's not the same. home turf is very important for this time of year. it's one of the main things you come for, after the people.

last night i had a dream that rebecca stopped by our house, and i was shocked to see her. she came in, and we had cocoa together. she looked like this girl i saw at alta bates on wednesday. she said she had gotten married and moved to chicago. i wonder where she is in real life.

it's officially winter now, and for the first time, i wish i had a christmas tree in my backyard that i could decorate with lights.

mountainous heathen!
holly girl jennyman cyrus boyk sina boy robert reich honey jaan Prufrock If Afraid So Today's poem		~ Friday, December 22, 2006 fair weathered friends what to say. i'm out of zero degree weather and into thirty degree weather. they tell me i walk around naked. they clearly don't understand what it's like to not feel your apendages, your digits, if you will. i love stamps, and i love writing letters. i also love tin boxes (and also tina, which is tin with an a on the end). so the three (without the parentheses) combined would make for the perfect gift: a tin box filled with letter writing stamps. all i need now is some wax and more stamps. i was thinking of making my own, but i don't know how to carve things that will look pretty. anyway, most of my time here should be spent in michaels or that one store across the street from the olive garden. holly and i finally went chalking, after four years of meaning to. we didn't get to liberate any rocks, but that only means we have more things to do, more places to go. i should soak up the holidays this year, because next year, i won't be able to come home. maybe they can visit me, but it's not the same. home turf is very important for this time of year. it's one of the main things you come for, after the people. last night i had a dream that rebecca stopped by our house, and i was shocked to see her. she came in, and we had cocoa together. she looked like this girl i saw at alta bates on wednesday. she said she had gotten married and moved to chicago. i wonder where she is in real life. it's officially winter now, and for the first time, i wish i had a christmas tree in my backyard that i could decorate with lights. posted by ...me at 1:44 PM