Posts Tagged ‘crap days’

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Dead Ears

I think my ears are dead.
I just came home from a mochi trip with Karen. I walked into the lift right after an old lady. A younger lady carrying a baby walked in after me. And then they started conversing.
You know there’s really nothing wrong with discussing hotel roof tops and swimming pools [...]

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Excess Baggage

I grew up hoping that I would receive money from my father because that’s how he tells you he cares. He changed when I was in my teens and outdoor home dinners disappeared. I was upset at my cousin’s wedding because my sister told me that he wrote them a check for twice the amount [...]