| Bonzo... |
[Jul. 8th, 2009|11:29 pm] |
said "I love you!" independently when walking out the door yesterday morning.
said "I got water up my nose!" and cried when we pulled him out of the tub. He also says, from time to time, "I feel sad," though he can't explain why.
Tomorrow I have to take him to the doctor, again, and have them examine him, again. Can't they see he is obviously perfect? |
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[Jul. 7th, 2009|10:17 pm] |
His mental flexibility is what stuns me: he can speak fluently about atoms, about the speed of a particle through metal vs water, various types of radiation and whether you will need paper, tinfoil, or lead to stop them. He explains half-lives of various elements so fluently that you wonder whether he was born knowing this, and how he manages to properly categorize the length of an afternoon when he spends so much time considering matter that decays within thirty minutes and matter that will exist for a quarter million years.
Sometimes he doesn't, and he expects you to be able to follow along with his careening conversation about the state of the economy, why "weather" is important in one's home town, Olympic sports, the necessary grade of thermal gear to survive a half-decade in Chicago comfortably, the importance of continuing education, and et cetera. It's unsettling, it's vastly charming, and it's also tiring. On these days, the question you should be asking every day bubbles up: Just what is going on inside this man's head? |
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| Help Columbus area pets find their new homes. |
[Jul. 7th, 2009|07:47 pm] |
Need help re-homing your pet? Looking to add a furry new member to your family? Sometimes it might seem like your post is lost amidst everything else on Craigslist, or maybe you don't want your pet alone in the shelter without the guarantee of a new home.
The Columbus Adoption Network is an online project, started with the hopes of matching available pets with prospective adopters.
Follow the Columbus Adoption Network on twitter
and visit the blog for detailed information!
Thank you so much for taking the time to read this, and please help spread the word even if you're not looking to re-home or adopt a pet at the moment.
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| too tired for coherency |
[Jul. 6th, 2009|11:47 pm] |
Bonzo peed in the potty this morning. We have perhaps reached a new frontier in more-than-once-daily potty use. Or perhaps we just caught him in a good moment.
Some dear blog readers are likely recoiling at my starting out an entry with potty training. However, I've found a new power for it, as the bulletproof conversational opener with other parents who have children of three, four, or five years old. Besides, if you had changed this many diapers, you'd be excited too. (Perhaps that's why it works so well as a small-talk topic with colleagues.)
Today I had to clean out the desk of one of my colleagues who got laid off last week. I wasn't precisely instructed to do it today, but it became too weird to walk by and see his water bottle on the shelf, his news clippings on the cube wall, and his random unintelligible notes scattered across the desk top. It's been seven days, which is apparently a pretty standard mourning period--I also removed a bunch of name plates from other desks and offices and was met with somber nods from their neighbors, instead of gnashing of teeth (or complaints about why they were up so long). I found a chocolate bar in my neighbor's desk that I had given him a few weeks ago, in hopes of lifting his spirits. It was uneaten and melting in a sunbeam. For whatever reason, this blew a little switch in my brain and suddenly I felt compelled to clean all of my desk after finishing his, and then cleaning the break room kitchen besides. Why yes, I'm feeling a little disorganized this week, why do you ask?
This week's novel was basically high-gloss YA fiction, with the main character struggling for four years to realize that people aren't necessarily who you want them to be just because you wish it so. When I explain it that way, it sounds pretty basic. But the book was compelling, and also tough to read. This week's interactions have really hit home for me how much that is true.
The timer is beeping to tell me I have to go to bed, so this is ending as a much different blog post than I intended. Next time: my Dad's visit, what I love about the ancestral homeland, yarn I have known, and multitasking. Tune in next time. |
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| Sunday Secrets |
[Jul. 5th, 2009|12:01 am] |
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http://postsecret.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday-secrets.html
PostSecret is an ongoing community art project where people
mail in their secrets anonymously on one side of a postcard.
-----Email Message-----
I feel sorry for those who do think this was the time of their life. They have around 60 years after this without a better time.
-----Email Message-----
I always count how many seconds I pee, too. And if I pee less than 7 seconds I get the feeling the peeing was not worth it.
-----Email Message-----
I sent in the secret about my art meaning something to anyone other than myself. The postmark is probably Charlotte. I never imagined it would make it up there! It was quite a terrifying experience, because my aunt is a gossip, and she works at the post office.
Anyway, when I looked earlier, there was a snippet of an e-mail message underneath the postcard image, and when I checked back today, it was gone. I would like to say that it provided me a great deal of comfort and understanding. It sparked a revelation in me.
-----Email Message-----
Dear Frank,
I have been an avid follower of PostSecret for many years now. When I saw the tattoo a woman got of one of the secrets--"We accept the love we think we deserve"--I knew that I wanted a PostSecret tattoo, as well.
I waited patiently every week for the secret that jumped out at me, went to PostSecret events and followed you on Twitter.
I found my PostSecret quote, and the funniest part is it was written on the envelope in which their secret was contained, and yet, the minute I read it I knew it was mine. . .
 More Secrets & Stories - Follow PostSecret on Twitter.
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| Features: Savage Love: July 1, 2009 |
[Jul. 1st, 2009|12:00 am] |
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http://www.avclub.com/articles/july-1-2009,29802/?utm_medium=RSS&utm_campaign=feeds&utm_source=type_savage-love I’m a 25-year-old straight female. I’ve been dating my boyfriend for only a few months, but we fell in love fast. He is a caring person, and I want to make this last. However, he doesn’t turn me on. It has nothing to do with looks—he’s GORGEOUS—but rather with the fact that I am submissive and like things rough (rape fantasies, being tied up, etc.). He is GGG and tries, but he is just too timid. The last guy I dated used to toss me around like a rag doll, and I miss being ... |
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