oh, to be home again
after a near death experience on the plane home (we are talking zero visibility until about 200 ft above the ground), i got back to atlanta. the two women sitting next to me on the plane with whom i shared my near death experience (both in their mid/late twenties) asked if i went to school in new york. i said, "no, i go to school in connecticut." after realizing that they thought i was in college, decided to set the record straight and tell them, no, in fact i was in grad school. they said, "wow, you look so young" and "oh, i thought maybe you went to boarding school." How long do i have to go through life with people thinking i am 17? i think i will start wearing snazzy business suits and reading pretentious books. oh, wait i already do the 2nd half. Speaking of, bought Johnathan Franzen's "How to be Alone" to keep up with Brandon's digital book on taping of it--maybe we can have mini bookclub! It was either that or reread my mom's entire collection of Harry Potter.
it's going to be a long christmas
disparaging remarks my dad has made about democrats in the past less than 24 hours: ~4
number of references to democrats being "communists": 1
number of times i thought about making a charitable donation to a suitably liberal organization in my father's name in the past <24 hours: 10
am feeling very greatful for my weblog this holiday season. number of truly ugly bouts with my father that will be averted because of the internet: too many to count
and by the way, that pet you loved...
as i was getting into the car to do some x-mas shopping i asked my mom about my cat, rembrandt. "didn't we tell you?" no, what? "rembrandt died." did this happen in the past week or so. no it was back in august. have decided to disown my family.
after a near death experience on the plane home (we are talking zero visibility until about 200 ft above the ground), i got back to atlanta. the two women sitting next to me on the plane with whom i shared my near death experience (both in their mid/late twenties) asked if i went to school in new york. i said, "no, i go to school in connecticut." after realizing that they thought i was in college, decided to set the record straight and tell them, no, in fact i was in grad school. they said, "wow, you look so young" and "oh, i thought maybe you went to boarding school." How long do i have to go through life with people thinking i am 17? i think i will start wearing snazzy business suits and reading pretentious books. oh, wait i already do the 2nd half. Speaking of, bought Johnathan Franzen's "How to be Alone" to keep up with Brandon's digital book on taping of it--maybe we can have mini bookclub! It was either that or reread my mom's entire collection of Harry Potter.
it's going to be a long christmas
disparaging remarks my dad has made about democrats in the past less than 24 hours: ~4
number of references to democrats being "communists": 1
number of times i thought about making a charitable donation to a suitably liberal organization in my father's name in the past <24 hours: 10
am feeling very greatful for my weblog this holiday season. number of truly ugly bouts with my father that will be averted because of the internet: too many to count
and by the way, that pet you loved...
as i was getting into the car to do some x-mas shopping i asked my mom about my cat, rembrandt. "didn't we tell you?" no, what? "rembrandt died." did this happen in the past week or so. no it was back in august. have decided to disown my family.
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