Archive for October, 2005

Good for Nothing

October 31, 2005

Welllll.
I sucessfully did no work this weekend.

Friday I went to the MFA in Boston on a class trip with my photo class to see the Ansel Adams show. It was pretty good…but I always get overwhelmed in museums and kinda forget to actually look at the work on the walls, so Michelle, Allison and I pretty much breezed through the huge collection and then decided to go check out the mummies instead…we snuck off on our own for a bit and then met up with our class. It was a pretty casual day overall and I had a blast hanging out with Allison and Michelle.
Saturday was pretty much a waste as well. I did nothing most of the day and then ran over and processed my film. Then I came back and had nothing to do so I convinced Cory and Michelle to come to the mall with me…it was rainy and coold and the last waterfire of the season…but we went to the ridiculously crowed mall anyway. I didn’t find what I weent there for, but I did buy the new Joggers cd so it was ok.
When we got back I ate some dinner and then Adam came over to hang out. We all watched Party Girl (haha, a fabulous film- no lie), and then we played some Nintendo. After that we somehow got started telling about scary stories and stuff–and Adam totally took teh cake with his tale of the UFO he saw. Man. Scared the shit out of me. Anyway, Cory, Michelle, Adam, and I all sat around and talked until liek 2am, at which point we decided that Adam simply had to stay for an impromptu slumber party. We all stayed up talking until 5am, and then went to sleep. I think I fell asleep around 6, and got up arounf noon. But then I remembered that it was daily savings, so it was really only 11! Sweet! Anyway, we watched tv and made breakfast and Adam hung out until about 2. It was a super awesome night and I had a lot of fun. I also decided that we have to take advantage of all the space in our apartment and the inflatible bed and have lots more slumber parties all the time!

Anyway, most of the rest of my day consisted of watching tv and not doinf work. I simply couldn’t get myself to do anything. The whole staying up late and gaining an hour and getting dark at 5 totally threw me off. I’ve felt out of it all day, so it hasn’t been the most condusive situation for work. Tomorrow I am definitely getting up and going to print photos in the morning. Then I’m going to do my dry point drawing, and then I’m going to really sit down and think about ideas for my final book project for Judy Sue’s class.

So much for a productive weekend. Oh well, it was worth it.

Waited A Light Year

October 21, 2005

The parcel arrived on Thursday afternoon.
It was smaller than the stamp used to mail it.
No return address.
Not that I’d want to return it. Ever.

I had been waiting for this my whole life.

I peeled off the stamp. Finally I glimpsed the tiny trinket of a box.
Brown cardboard.
There was no seam. I didn’t know top from botton or where or how to open it.

This would take thinking. Something so important could not be carelessly ripped open.

I held the tiny box in my open palm.

Then I put it in my pocket.
I walked the twenty steps from the mailbox to the door. I checked my pocket again. It was still there. I went into the house and climbed the stairs to my room. I closed the door. And then locked it. I took the tiny brown cardboard box out from my pant’s pocket and placed it on my desk. I opened the top desk drawer and pulled out a wooden box. The one with the tiny lock. I rummaged through my sock draw for the tiny key. Then I unlocked the wooden box.

Carefully, I placed the smaller-than-stamp sized box inside.
I turned the key and locked it.
I returned the wooden box to my desk.

Then I picked up the phone and dialed.

A voice answered.

“It is here,” I said.

And hung up.

-This was written during an impromptu short story exercise in class on Wednesday. I kind of liked it so I thought I’d spice things up by having a bit of storytime. Hope you enjoyed it. Love to all my shiny happy people out there.

The BIG E meets the BIG Me

October 11, 2005

Woo. This week was dull. So I’ll recount my last two weekends instead, how’s that for a slice of fried gold?

Last weekend I was home in CT to visit with my family. It was the first time I had been back since school started. Not having Bernie around was difficult, but for the most part my family was in good spirits. I got to go for a few walks with my mom which was awesome. I also got to go to the Big E that Sunday. I went with Seth and his brother and we met up with Justin and their friend Elena. It was a great day, beautiful weather, (even a bit too warm), and I had alot of fun. I shot about three rolls of film for class which was exciting. The only downside of the day was that I totally messed up my lower back–maybe a pulled muscle or something, I dunno… but it was pretty debilitatingly painful this week. Luckily the pain finally stopped yesterday…

Anyhoo, that was last weekend. This weekend was pretty casual as well. Saturday night Lily had her unicorn birthday party at her apartment, and I made a horn out of an ice cream cone wrapped in tin foil. Other than that I’ve been trying to get my work done for the kid’s book class. I’ve played a good deal of Bubble Bobble, and Dr. Mario as well. And today we finally finished all the episodes of the first season of LOST. SO damn goood. And that’s my story. Check you fine folks later.

Here, at the end of all things

October 2, 2005

Why is it that nature would have us leave the comfort of those we love to die alone?

Bernie ran away two days ago.
A strictly indoor cat escaped out the window during the night.

Ridden with cancer.
Slowly dying.
Three years old.
He made a decision.

One which we could not have forseen.
If only.

I went out into the woods to look for his body this afternoon.
I need some sort of closure.
But none will come today.

I want to be able to creamate his remains.
Amber wants his ashes.
I don’t think these wishes will ever come to pass.

My mom told me that my dad didn’t see him as his cat, but as his little boy.

My heart has broken.