Tumbleweed Tiny House Company
Aren’t they cute? I heard about this yesterday on NPR as I drove to school. The idea is facinating and the man they interviewed (I am going to assume the builder) said it was hard to convince Americans to buy smaller homes. I’d have to agree. D and I are looking for more space in [...]
Spore?
I am facinated by this game. I’m still not sure why, but I am.
The conversation that won’t happen
How do you feel about your family? Not just sections of them, but all of them. Do they make you feel loved? Are they there for you? Do they celebrate your accomplishments? Are you in love with the idea of family more than the people themselves? Do they live up to your expectations? Do they [...]
The Best Day Ever
I woke on Saturday, afloat and more than a little relieved by the passing of the tension in my life. Sometimes it’s just as easy as flexing your fingers and letting go. I woke after one of the most restful nights of sleep I’ve had in months to make my husband happy. Then came breakfast [...]
1001 Posts for you and you and you
After thought and consideration, I’ve decided that this site needs some honesty. I started blogging to find my own voice and I swim in the darker corners of myself in order to understand my own inner workings. If that elucidates a response from strangers and the known participants in my life – then that’s just [...]
Hiatus
Moody Meow is going on hiatus for a bit. I feel like I am pouring things out here that are better served in my short stories and such. That, and I have a senior thesis to deal with, a shitload of work at the job… it’s just time. I don’t know how long this will [...]
Rethinking
I am looking around a more grad schools and have settled into the thought of on in Virginia. It feels like Rollins in terms of size and campus, and it’s in Roanoke, a great place to bike. The more I think about things, the less settled I am to one idea or another. When people [...]
Lack of sleep
I had a manic snap last night and slept on the couch. By the time I realized I wasn’t going to sleep it was almost 3. Too late to take a pill. Too late to walk. Just too damn late. So I am doing okay right now, but I am projecting a sleepy afternoon. I [...]
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