can someone please remove these cutleries from my knees

so. it's just been quite a long time since i've managed to write anything.
that's not good.
yet again, i'll try to remedy that.

i feel like so much has happened and there is so much on my mind and in my spirit, that it seems like i'm not even sure where i should start.
or even if i can.

a long time ago, in a galaxy far away (also known as myspace) i posted a blog about things i'd learned/realized/remembered/appreciated that week.
i think i'm gonna try that here.
maybe i'll try it once a week.

yep.

keyword=try.


i have way more crap than i thought i did and i'm learning to let some things go. no more pack-rat for me.

not having a job isn't as much fun as i expected.

rain is good. (not that that's a new revelation...but it was just exceptionally good this week)

i miss some people. so very much.

whitney is good at painting flowers. on toes.

murray is really weird.

new zelanders are quite funny. no, really. quite.

i shouldn't be so hard on myself.

writing is good for me. i really should do it more often. and i'm talking pen-to-paper writing. it's thereputic. you should try it.

when trying to impress someone with cooking skills...make sure you've got everything you need.