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In which I discuss the topic of Bindu’s death. I still can’t go into great detail about the day itself; I’d probably freak out if I tried. Suffice it to say that my brother was a rock, my mom was amazing, my aunt and uncle were great, and my G’ma cried with me. I feel […]
I put Bindu down on Saturday. She was 14. She’s buried at my uncle’s place, just outside of town. I can’t really talk about it right now. I’m pretty much avoiding Twitter, Facebook, email, and my phone UNTIL I CAN FUCKING DEAL. Which I totally can’t just yet. Thank you for your well wishes.
In which I’m writing not because I have any news but to keep from crying, because that’s how I roll. I slept until ten, mostly to avoid being conscious, I think. As soon as I woke I started thinking until I was pretty miserable again. Called the vet. “I was calling to check up on […]
In which I need to vent or cry or complain or get a hug or something. Bindu kept me up much of last night with terrible episodes involving screaming (the vet calls it “vocalizing”) and panting and whimpering and coughing; she’d calm down and almost sleep in between, but every couple of hours it would […]
In which I had a superfun birthday week, and here are the digital images to prove it! sun – Watched NOVA online and knitted and basically recovered from the previous day’s gig. Watched an awesome Bollywood flick. mon – Worked, but only two hours because there was an outage. Didn’t study AT ALL. Bought dog […]
In which there’s a blues festival. Saturday morning my alarms went off at 5:35 and 5:45 respectively. I showered, dressed, grabbed my gig bag and walked out the door at 6:15. IN THE MORNING. After sleeping maybe two hours. Curt and Cookie picked me up, we grabbed breakfast at McDonald’s and drove to Richland, where […]
In which I finally googled the Tea Party because I wasn’t entirely sure what its deal was. I’ve heard some great arguments from intelligent, white, upper-middle class males about how pretty much everything is skewed against them: they’re literally the only segment of society not protected, somehow, from something. Everybody hates them because they’re white, […]
In which I’m kinda disappointed. School starts on Monday. I’m registered, I’ve finally started to get financial aid awards, and I have a list of stuff I need to buy at the bookstore. So exciting! And the city buses have bike racks, so I can ride up to the transit center and take a bus […]
In which it’s… well, if not the best story, at least there’s a learning curve. That’s always good, right? Over the last few months, I’ve invested a non-trivial amount of time in reading up on bicycle maintenance. There are all kinds of informative articles and videos on the Internet, and it’s just a bike, right? […]
In which I haven’t posted in ten days and need to correct that little oversight. Since my last post, I have – gone to the county fair: – danced at the Stone Hut’s outdoor parking lot fair event thing, which was ended by a torrential downpour and at which I was nearly trampled. – played […]
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