Dear Darling Ones, For someone who doesn’t speak to very many people very often I spend a lot of time convinced I’m repeating myself over and over. I don’t know if the pandemic has brought this out more than usual or if it’s the danger of having a 20-year-old blog I’m simultaneously convinced nobody and everybody reads and commits each of the 8500* posts to memory. Because of this, whenever I am speaking to an actual human with my voice…
Hi Darling Ones, Earlier this week I got a new plant for the Sadness Garden. It arrived dead, which is a giant bummer. This is a symbol. I’m struggling with some internal crap I can’t quite put words to yet and I feel dead on arrival, which is also a giant bummer. As someone who likes to avoid feelings and figuring out the why of those feelings, I’ve spent most of my time immersed in books and TV, Mad Men…
Hi Darling Ones, I would like you to know that I gobbled up a cold egg roll before I began typing this letter to you. Nothing makes me feel more pathetically single than eating cold Asian food straight out of the to-go container. However, I also love this played out stereotype a whole bunch. The only thing that would have made it better is if I were talking to Wendell while doing eating the egg roll. Or maybe crying prettily…
Howdy Darling Ones, After thirty-two days of solitude I spent time with some humans yesterday. I’m fucking exhausted about it too, not just because I’m an introvert who is out of practice being around people, but because my smoke alarms started screaming at 5:18 a.m. Sunday morning and that interrupted my sleep. I never did figure out why the smoke alarms kept going off each time the heat kicked off for like two hours, but eventually it stopped. I spent…
Happy Valentine’s Day, Darling Ones, I made you a mixtape. On it you will find Paul Westerberg’s 13 best songs of love & longing. The topic has to include the longing because Westerberg didn’t write a lot of straight-up love songs. For the most part he’s not a schmoop and that is why I love him. Songs about longing are so much more relatable anyway. Longing is easy, loving is not. 13. Customer He says right in the song that…
Will you be my Valentine, Darling Ones? Whenever I think of Valentine’s Day I think of one from 1994. It was late on that day and my friend, Baltus, found me sitting alone in the newspaper office. I must have looked sad because he cocked his head at me, smiled, and said, “It’s okay, Chromes, I will be your valentine.” It was the sweetest thing ever, made even sweeter by the fact that he said it to cheer me up…