Dear Zonk, I got engaged yesterday. Officially. An actual ceremonial affair with 20-ish people in a lounge with a chunnar and tilaks and rings and everything. The rings were fucked up and have now been sent for repair. The lounge was nice. The people were lovely, and everyone had a nice time. And C and I blundered through the […]
Dear Zonk, I’m sitting here on a beanbag in a room in my office. I’m busy not-really-working and listening to Clint Mansell, and it’s making all the devs coding around me seem really tragic. Love always, K.
Dear Zonk, I went for a funeral today, and I’d gone for another one about a month ago. One was for a friend’s grandmother, the other for C’s grandfather. Both of them had lived long lives, both had been sick and suffering for a while, and both their deaths were expected. And yet, both funerals were heart breaking. […]
It feels good to walk barefoot on warm, dry brick. It feels amazing to go barefoot on grass. Damp grass is better than dry. Dry sand is fun, and wet sand is nice but not worth the mess it makes. My feet have strong opinions about these things. i just couldn’t hear them before. Banyan trees are unbelievable. In […]
Dear Zonk, I’ve been making vague posts about Changes for a while now, and I think the time has come to tell you everything. It’s kind of a long story, but you’ve trudged through so many of those here by now that I think you’ll maybe stick around for this one too. Because, you see, this […]
Edit: All of these resolutions I have underway are only surviving because of my first resolution, which I forgot to mention. I am reading less this year. — Dear Zonk, 2015 is over two weeks old now, and I think it’s time I told you more about the many things I’ve decided to do this year […]
I’m in the bus right now, and when I look out I can see into the back of a car. There’s a small stuffed bear in this car, with all its parts labeled. Hand. Tummy. Ear. Sleeping on my bed at home is a big floppy stuffed dog that I once got for my sister. […]