Ode to W.S. Merwin

'Separation'

Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.

-- W.S. Merwin

I love that. I read it over and over and cannot seem to stop. It creates such a beautiful and strong image.

Happy Holidays!

"Love is what I got..."

HAH. Now that i've lured you in, I'm sorry, I don't have love for you...but I DO have an amusing anecdote.

So today I was watching Keeping Up With the Kardashians- trust me, I do not say this with pride, but hey it's entertaining- and my mother walked into the room.

Here's how it went down;
Mom: *after looking at the TV* Yuck, what are you watching.
Me: Keeping Up With the Kardashians! Wanna watch?
Mom: Nah, I like Kendra better.

OH GOOD GOD.
I have included a clip a Kendra, just so you can really taste the humor in this bad boy!

Yes, I am responsible for that road kill...

I have been up since 7:30am.
Sure 7:30 may not seem THAT early, but for a college student on break...TRUST ME, IT IS.

Anywho, I woke up mighty early and drove 45 minuets south, to meet a collegiate friend at the Tacoma Mall, in efforts to help him shop for Christmas. I then drove 45 minuets north in the efforts to go home.

This is when disaster struck. I was driving my other friend Amy home when she started whimpering. Amy is a big fan of animals and tends to whimper every time she sees one, so naturally I assumed she saw someone walking a dog. So I said "What Amy, did you see a dog?!" She responded "No. You just ran over a squirrel."

If I had the ability, this would've been the perfect time for sound effects, a dramatic DUN DUN DUN, would have really added to the situation.

Anyways, I killed a squirrel. Since then I have been stuck in between laughter and hysterics. I want to cry because I hate the fact that I killed a mammal (it would've been cool if it was a snake, crow, or bug) and I want to laugh because the fact that I just killed a squirrel is kinda funny.

But here's the worrisome part; I had no idea that I killed it. Amy is the only reason I am aware of it's death. This information leads me to ask myself...How many squirrels have I killed in my driving lifetime? Was this the first? Will it be the last? How do I pay tribute to the fallen solider?

All I can say is Mr/Ms.Squirrel, family of Mr/Ms.Squirrel, I am terribly sorry!
But I cannot promise that it won't happen again.

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Sunrises...





OR



Sunsets...

"I got into this business so I wouldn't have to work."

Let me tell you about my most recent love affair/obsession.

Entourage, the HBO series.

I love it. I love it so much.
I love the characters-- they're so edgy and full of sass.
The plot, the drama and the comedy.The cinematography works with the style perfectly, the acting is awesome and the soundtrack in AMAZING. It's all fantastic.
But mostly, I love the look inside the business of hollywood.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go and watch some more Entourage.

Shleep?

Sleep is waiting for me. I can feel it behind my eyelids. My head is on my pillow. The blanket is covering my legs.
God. This bed beats the hell out of dorm life.
Sleep is waiting for me, however I continue to fiddle around on my computer.

Good God, when did I start procrastinating with my sleep habits?

G'NIGHT.

It's My Birthday!