My mom bought a pomegranate over the weekend. Just one, and it almost looked like a tomato on the counter. I was home alone today (listening to the RENT soundtrack all the way through for the first time in six or eight years… Incidentally, today I remembered all my old away messages from AIM) and come snack time I remembered the pomegranate. It looked so nice, and I prepared my camera so I could take artsy pictures of the translucent arils. I looked up a video on how to open a pomegranate properly, got out my knife, and made the first cut.

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And instead of those bright red seeds, I saw a mass of brown goop. I kept cutting, hoping that maybe some arils were buried like gems among indistinguishable brown sludge. I did find a few, but they were so outnumbered by their mushy siblings that I didn’t touch them. But I took a picture anyway, because that’s a lesson I learned this weekend: Shit happens. All you can do is react to it.

I had the weekend off work, so I planned a solo drive down to Columbus to visit my cousin at OSU. The drive started off pretty well; I listened to some good CDs I found in my dad’s car, but I also saw a deer completely torn apart in the left lane on the highway. (It’s always surprising to see such gore firsthand. Our lives are so sterile.)

But then as I got off the highway and drove to my cousin’s dorm, the car broke down. To make a long story short, I ended up spending the day with relatives, getting the car towed and off to a mechanic. It was stressful, but… it could have been worse. I was lucky to have family to help me with the car, shelter me, and to have a drink with afterward. When I finally made it back home, I apologized to my dad for causing such an inconvenience. He shrugged. “Shit happens,” he said. “You just have to deal with it and move on.”

So here I am, moving on. A rotten piece of fruit doesn’t hasn’t ruined my plans; I still took an artsy picture and posted it to my blog.

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I’m watching an old home video. My dad’s filming our old house, on the day we moved out. All our furniture is gone, and the house is just an empty shell. Or an almost-empty shell, because if you live somewhere, you always leave traces of yourself. Dad does a quick tour of the kitchen, then opens the pantry door. “This is probably the best part of the kitchen,” he says. On the inside of the door are penciled-in heights of me and my siblings, and even a few of my cousins’. They’re all marked with precise dates, some worn away with time and some only a couple months old. Dad pans over the measurements, starting from the shortest and working his way to the tallest. Fourteen months, 16, 18, four years, seven… “I’m so proud of her,” he says.

I wonder if those marks are still there.



Hi, everyone!

It’s taken me months to set up a blog, in part because I am lazy, but in larger part because I could not settle on a theme. Consider this blog a work-in-progress for the time being, and I hope you’ll stick around.

How I Plan to Use This Blog (with an Addendum Concerning the Inadvisability of Making Promises):

This blog is my personal motivator to spend time being productive online. For a long time (since I learned how to the internet) I spent most of my time online admiring what people were doing with this technology rather than doing anything with it myself. I decided to change that. I’m going to use this blog to do internet, rather than consume internet. There’s nothing wrong with admiring things online, of course. But I’m going to use the internet to be a productive member of society, for a change!*

I plan on posting original, *never-before-seen* paintings and drawings, thoughts on society and my place in it, daily photos (I don’t have Instagram and I really need one but I don’t have a smart phone so I’m probably going to use this as an outlet instead but I promise it won’t be like cliche pictures of food well maybe it will but that’s okay, okay?), other people’s creativity that inspires me, and MUCH MORE FOR THE LOW LOW PRICE OF ABSOLUTELY FREE.

So thanks for reading this (unless you didn’t, in which case what are you doing here) and I hope to see you soon!


*until I see a cat picture that just I HAVE TO SHARE, of course.