for you.


For obvious reasons, I’ll never tell the person that this is addressed to all of these things, but as I was driving home tonight, I had a line of a song stuck in my head: You called me a bad-weather friend / and I think that I know what you meant. I got to thinking about a person I know and how up until now I’ve denied that this person is the person they are. So I’m writing you a letter, even though you’ll probably never be willing to understand.

For you,

For a very long time, I kept you very near and dear to my heart. I know, I’m dramatic, but it doesn’t matter, you were important to me. Recently, something has occurred to me: maybe I’m just not as important to you. And you know what? That’s okay. Believe it or not, I’m going to be okay. I’m beginning to realize that I hear from you when to you, things are falling apart. I know, you’re a bit dramatic. Maybe that’s what made our friendship work for so long. I guess what I’m trying to say is that you’re a bad-weather friend. You are. So I’m not going to try anymore. When you decide there’s room in your life for me, I’ll be around. If that never happens, I’ll be okay.

The best,



baby, please don’t go


The endorsement of stalking has been prevalent in pop culture for a very long time. Exactly how long, I’m not really sure but the earliest I’ll be citing is 1944. So it’s around christmas time that we have this surge of festive music (which I love), and inevitably we’ll hear the same song 180000, sung by different artists.

I’ve heard “Baby, it’s cold outside” at least 1500 times in the last week. It’s a cute song, but really, the male part is kind of being a little bit creepy about keeping the female part there. She’s talking about how her brother and sister will be worried about her if she doesn’t come home, and how people are gonna talk smack, and yet he’s talking about how “delicious” her lips look and how he’s gonna pour her another drink. Perhaps it’s cute and I’m just jaded from more contemporary pop culture.

Next, that song we all know, Invisible, by season 2 runner up Clay Aiken. Oh come on. He gives all these senarios of what he would do if he were invisible such as “watch you in your room”, and the chorus ends with “If I was invisible…Oh, wait, I already am”. So what? You’re watching me in my room? Is that what’s going on? Because that’s kind of creepy and weird, buddy.

Speaking of watching people in their rooms, Edward Cullen is culprit number two. Gross. (And for those who don’t know, that’s up to 5 years in prison.) Breaking into a woman’s room to watch her sleep, as Edward Cullen does in Twilight to “protect” Bella is weird. At least he’s there to protect her from, you know, “creepy” guys.

My final example comes from the song I heard on the radio yesterday while I was driving home from work that got me thinking about stalking. The recent hit, Please Don’t go, by Mike Posner is fun, it’s catchy and entertaining but there’s just one line that got me. He sings about how he and this girl are running away from tomorrow with their “lips locked” and then asks “If I wake up tomorrow will you still be here?” following it up with a sweet, and kind of creepy, “If you leave I’m gonna find you”. Oh, okay, so I better stick around? Cause that’s not scary at all.


Can you think of any other creepy examples? Movies, books, songs, anything? Whatcha got?


And now that I’m getting late for work…

looking for alaska


“I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together, in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was hurricane.”



I’ve been home for a little over a week now and it’s been nice so far. I’ve been knitting a lot because I still haven’t finished the baby blanket I started a few months ago (keep in mind I’m knitting cotton on size 6 needles, for any knitters out there). It’s tough. Anyway, I decided to start a mini arts and crafts project while I’m working on the blanket. I’m super corny and super unoriginal but it was fun!

I bought a bunch of huge pink, plastic flowers. They’re really lovely.

Then I got my pens and floral tape out.


And with some taping and cutting and fun times, viola! Flower pens!



Cute right? I’m also going to teach myself some more knitting techniques today. Full-time job starts on Wednesday so I would like to take advantage of this time I have!


And just for kicks, because she’s a cutie…