Monthly Archives: December 2006

A quiet afternoon. I’m listening to my dad and grandmother sort photographs, their heads bent over a work table that is dwarfed by two big plastic tubs of loose pictures. “Now what year was that again?” I hear drifting out … Continue reading →

My side hurts from laughing so much; my cousin has grown up into a spitting image of Batgirl poster for Christmas. I’ve missed my family. And now, my grandmother’s house plus wireless internet: a++. The 21st century has come to … Continue reading →

I am buried in books. There are far too many to sort through, and it’s just a month or two worth piled up. Argh. They have taken over my desk and are threatening grevious bodily harm… seriously, people, being a … Continue reading →