I feel the need to clarify a couple of things that I’ve written as of late. “I feel like crying.” I feel like crying not only in the “I’m depressed and despondent” sort of way. But also in the “there’s so much beauty in the world I think my heart’s going to burst” sort of […]

a week from today

I’ll be flying over the Pacific Ocean on my way to Tokyo. That just occurred to me today and is making me rather happy. I’ve spent the last two days here in the office watching my computer render a digital video (despite the fact that digital video editing isn’t in my job description). And while […]

thanks, .m. i needed that!

What kind of disease are you? dj buddha: dj buddha is caused by sponges. dj buddha: A case of dj buddha will cause you to seek out beanie babies as ammunition for a ‘bean-induced death ray’.The only way to cure dj buddha infection is to run in circles until you fall down. Name?

i feel like crying

There’s so much in my heart right now. And I don’t know that I’ll be able to get it all out. I also don’t know if I’ll have the time to get it out. I’m supposed to meet up with a friend to drop something off for her in all of five minutes. But I […]

at work

Wow. This feels weird. I can’t figure it out. I feel completely out of place here. I’m sitting at my desk. I’m in Berkeley. This is what I do. This is my life. It’s the life I was leading two weeks ago, but now it feels foreign. Different. Not at all mine. How did this […]

Home again

And we’re home again. I don’t really have anything to say right now. I’m filled with a lot of emotions and a certain sense of calm that I suspect is not at all dissimilar from how I felt all the time prior to camp. But being at camp made me forget how calm I usually […]

am i still here?

God I’m tired. Where am I? What day is it? Can I come home yet? No. Seriously. I want to sleep in my own bed. I want a stiff drink. I want to take a shower in my own shower for hours and not worry about some kid walking in on me. I want stop […]

Another day at camp

Whew. We took sixty-some kids to the boardwalk and sixty-some kids made it back. I don’t know why I get such a sense of accomplishment from that. When you put it that way, it sounds sort of easy. But when you think about it, taking nearly seventy fourteen and fifteen year olds anywhere is damn […]