Haha, just kidding.
More like her piece-of-shit computer. D:
04 May 2009
Extremely over-crusted sugar on top of some terribly bad-for-you raspberry turnovers, or the sounds of pleasure
"Mm. mm. it's pretty good."
"Why are you making moaning noises."
"What, are those those the sounds you make during sex?"
"No, I keep my mouth shut."
"How can you keep your mouth shut then when you can't keep your mouth shut normally."
"Why are you making moaning noises."
"What, are those those the sounds you make during sex?"
"No, I keep my mouth shut."
"How can you keep your mouth shut then when you can't keep your mouth shut normally."
03 May 2009
the clammy kitchen linoleum under my feet and other stories
1. Karen, Nancy and Melody are all asleep on the floor in the living room, curled up in blankets. Yes. It is 5pm. They also slept there last night. They win in our unofficial sleeping marathon for team-sleeping.
Compared to these kids I have insomnia.
2. grandpa updated me on the rabbit status. he asks is it the same rabbit that comes back every week to eat in our garden. I'm not sure.
The date of the rabbit was December 26th, and we watched it from our window. grandma wanted to catch-it-kill-it-and-eat-it, grandpa says, no such thing! they are not even tasty. grandma says, wild rabbits are nutritious, grandpa says we will leave rice out there for tomorrow. and the rabbit didn't even notice. its entire brown body sat there immobile like a rock except for his vibrating trembling nose-and-jaw-for-chewing.
the date today is May 2nd and I'm not sure if I am the child and grandpa is the adult or if I am the adult and grandfather is the child when he says to me lai-lai! the rabbit is this big, and he holds out two cupped hands holding an imaginary loaf of bread.
3. Nancy hates the crumbs on the kitchen floor during bare feet. Now I notice when I step on a hardened piece of food on the ground in the kitchen. I pick it out between my thick feet-skin and wonder for maybe about a second or two about it's life story and then proceed to throw it away. We also found an entire avocado pit once, in the corner, hiding underneath the cabinetry. That, of course, deserved a bit more time/recognition for its biography.
"What the hell"
"When the hell did we get an avocado"
"Maybe January"
4. "When the snow falls and covers everything, I hardly know that it is snow. The sky is the underbelly of a fish." (249, Obasan)
Compared to these kids I have insomnia.
2. grandpa updated me on the rabbit status. he asks is it the same rabbit that comes back every week to eat in our garden. I'm not sure.
The date of the rabbit was December 26th, and we watched it from our window. grandma wanted to catch-it-kill-it-and-eat-it, grandpa says, no such thing! they are not even tasty. grandma says, wild rabbits are nutritious, grandpa says we will leave rice out there for tomorrow. and the rabbit didn't even notice. its entire brown body sat there immobile like a rock except for his vibrating trembling nose-and-jaw-for-chewing.
the date today is May 2nd and I'm not sure if I am the child and grandpa is the adult or if I am the adult and grandfather is the child when he says to me lai-lai! the rabbit is this big, and he holds out two cupped hands holding an imaginary loaf of bread.
3. Nancy hates the crumbs on the kitchen floor during bare feet. Now I notice when I step on a hardened piece of food on the ground in the kitchen. I pick it out between my thick feet-skin and wonder for maybe about a second or two about it's life story and then proceed to throw it away. We also found an entire avocado pit once, in the corner, hiding underneath the cabinetry. That, of course, deserved a bit more time/recognition for its biography.
"What the hell"
"When the hell did we get an avocado"
"Maybe January"
4. "When the snow falls and covers everything, I hardly know that it is snow. The sky is the underbelly of a fish." (249, Obasan)
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