Oct
03
2010

It Ain't Pretty But It's Getting There

Have you been wondering how I've been coping without a kitchen sink? Probably not, but I'm going to tell you anyway. I've also been coping without kitchen counters, a real kitchen floor, and---for the last four days---an oven, which is currently sitting three inches away from me in the living room while we lay the tile. On the upside, the refrigerator is there too, and it's been super handy being able to reach it from the couch. Want a cold beer, darling? Let me just lean over to the left a little and open the fridge.

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Oct
07
2010

Timeline: Twenty-Three

This follows on from Twenty-Two, and before that, Twenty-One, and before that, Twenty, and before that, Nineteen, and before that, Seventeen & Eighteen, and before that, Sixteen, and before that, Fourteen & Fifteen, and before that, Twelve & Thirteen, and before that, Eleven, and before that, Seven Through Ten, and before that, Zero Through Six.

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2003, aged twenty-three: On my twenty-third birthday, we have lived in Charleston for nine weeks, occupying one half of a basement flat in a big stone house on Charlotte Street. This is the first place we have lived together, Sean and I, without other people, and though the rooms are tiny, the ceilings low, and the outlets placed, curiously, halfway up the walls, we love it because it's ours. The bathroom linoleum is checkered black and white, the most glamorous thing I've ever seen.

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Oct
18
2010

Oh Right, I Have A Blog

Hey guess what, I still exist. Do I have an excuse for my pitiful posting record over the last week? I do not. I guess we'll just say that I was busy being young and alive and leave it at that, shall we? Young and alive!

Actually, I have been doing several things:

1. Surprising my mother

There's nothing better than pulling off a good surprise. Last weekend, to celebrate a birthday my mother would probably rather not admit to having, my dad, my brother Tom, and I pulled off perhaps the best one ever.

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Oct
19
2010

Does This Train Make Me Look Pregnant

I think the time has come for me to eschew the empire-waisted dress. On this evening's MUNI ride home, a woman offered me her seat. Let me repeat that: a WOMAN. Offered me her SEAT. When does a woman offer another woman her seat on a crowded rush hour train? When she thinks she's pregnant, that's when.

Note: I am certainly not pregnant.

When I got home, I told Sean. "A woman offered me her seat on the train!" I said. "I think she thought I was pregnant!"

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Oct
24
2010

Two Days In Healdsburg

We spent the weekend in wine country, a trip we'd been looking forward to for months. Wine country is usually gorgeous in October, with sun-dappled vineyards and crisp fall breezes and pumpkin patches dotted every few miles. So great was my excitement for this trip that I had even, in preparation for it, bought myself some special wine-tasting sunglasses.

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Oct
31
2010

Splendid Things: Sweet Junkie

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I am not so much a chocolate person as I am a candy person. There's a difference, I think. I like gummy sweets and squishy sweets and big crunchy rocks of boiled sugar that a person could lose a filling on. When I was at school in England, nothing made me happier than whiling away an afternoon with a good book and a white paper bag of sweets from the newsagent up the road. I've written about this before, about my nostalgic obsession with traditional English candy.

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