A Quiet House. Also, Fuck Cancer.
Since yesterday evening, I’ve been the sole occupant of my house. The beasts went away for the weekend and I have been sleeping, crocheting, and watching the entire first season of The Newsroom[1. Oh, so […]
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Contest & Fundraiser! Donate & you could win yarn or fibre!
As you well know because I won’t shut up about it this summer, pancreatic cancer runs in my family on my dad’s side. Because of this, my father has both participated as a subject in […]
Dispatches and Catch-Ups
For someone who has an extraordinarily low tolerance for structure, I’m really missing my normal routine. It may not actually be the routine I’m missing, but the space? I miss my home. My jogs in […]
Star Trek Made Me Cry (AKA I’m Asking You for Money Again)
As you may know from my vague and sporadic tweets and all my allusions to stress, last week was a tough one. See, the day before we left town for Greg’s grandfather’s funeral, we got […]
Turning Sadness Upside Down, Big Time
The Sadness I started off this morning crying before I even had a chance to drink my coffee. Last September when I went to Albany, NY, to participate in the fundraiser for pancreatic cancer research […]
What All Went Down in ’09
I thought a couple weeks into 2010 I’d do a little wrap-up of 2009. It was, after all, a fairly unusual year for me. Also, I’ve neglected my pal the bulleted list and I feel […]
Nobody Puts Pancreatic Cancer in the Corner
That’s how my friend titled an email to me Monday night, after hearing the news that Patrick Swayze lost his two-year fight against the disease. This just a day after my parents put on their […]
A New Goal
Thanks to the stunning generosity of friends, family, blog readers, Twitter followers, and perfect strangers, I blew past my original goal to raise $500 for pancreatic-cancer research by the second day of my fund-raising effort. […]
In Which I Ask You for Money
When I got off the bus to meet my friend for a hungover shopping date in Gastown on Saturday afternoon, I greeted her with this gem: “I am such an asshole.” “Um, hm?” “Ok, so […]
