Everydaystranger

We all have those times when someone says something and we think: Man, I wish I’d said that.
But sometimes someone can say one thing that makes you stop in your tracks an re-evaluate how your little corner of the world really is. It can be anything, it can be nothing, it can be the [...]

So the emails at work are back to “bitchslap” me status and once again I am ignoring any voice mails. My team is running in 24-hour shifts, and those of us with the rocket riding geribls in our homes spend the evenings testing variations to see the extent of what they can do. [...]

Other areas of my life have seen me coming round to familiar territory again. One of them is in a fraught dialog across the ocean with my family, and the other is with Angus. Angus sent me a few emails last week telling me some things about his feelings and perceptions, and I [...]

It’s a shame when the real world interferes with how you’d really like to be living your life.
Mornings spent on a slow-moving train with your feet pulled out of their pinching high heels. Drops of coffee stained down the side of a cardboard cup of coffee that is slowly losing its structural integrity. [...]

If life is a race, then it comes to pass that sometimes we are reminded that we are not so far away from our starting point after all. You may be off the mark, but you’ve done a complete circle, and so if you look up you’ll find that where you are may look [...]

I thought since I’m rubbish at talking right now, some pictures might do the trick. I can open my photo album and bore you instead. A thousand words and all…although come to think of it, has anyone tried to write a thousand words about a pic?
High school seniors beware.
Welcome to our house, built [...]

Sometimes I feel like I live in a bubble, and the sounds that come out of my mouth reach a bubble space and taste bubble air. My thoughts are real enough, but when I connect them to my vocal cords they come out of my mouth and move forward in waves before hitting the [...]

I’m making my way up to Ipswich today, where I will spend an entire day discussing such desperate topics as ‘Algorithms and How Sweet They Really Are.’

Once again I am in London, where dressed in my girlie skirt and hoping that vintage jewelry protects me from the evil of the corporate world, I will be presenting to the top dogs. I will pretend vintage is like an amulet-nastiness and stress will bounce off of it, and if I can only [...]

My remarkable week has come to an end, and I’m going to both miss and it and slam the door on its ass as soon as it’s over the threshold.
Wednesday we never got to finish at the IVF doctor’s office as the IVF Doctor was running late, and we had an appointment to talk to [...]

Dear Egg and Bacon,
Today is your third birthday. You’re three today, isn’t that amazing? I can’t take it in that so much time has passed, and yet absolutely time has passed, and you always remain something I care so much about.
Coincidentally, today is also my father’s birthday-he would be your grandpa. Your [...]

I made my way out of the office, in the midst of fraught turmoil and gerbil anxieties. Unusually for me I am dressed in bright colors-a cowl-necked turquoise blue shirt and a long silk skirt woven with flecks of turquoise and grass green, a peacock in a quiet white suburb. I weave my [...]

Sometimes you have weeks and weeks of baby steps, where the little progress you make is measured in cups of coffee, newspapers read, calendar items completed. The mediocrity of life means that the daily becomes the derailed, and the baby steps are steps that equate to normal living, to taking up space, paying your [...]

I have always been a believer of signs. But although I lack the mental athletics to jump over a disbelieving fence and believe in any kind of God, I won’t refute that any kind of God may, occasionally, have something to tell me that I should listen to. When you’ve lived the kind [...]

Throughout my schooling, I have always been a huge fan of English. Seriously. Get me into a math class with one of those: A train travelling from Boston is travelling 150 mph. A train from LA is going 225 mph. Where will the two meet? questions would result in a [...]

I sit looking out the window, my arm braced against the glass as we near London Waterloo Station. Beside me is the newspaper with the article of Barbara Bush’s comments at a shelter that so pissed me off I nearly registered an emotion, and next to that is my briefcase. My briefcase is [...]

This morning I had to trip my usual trip into London. As I sipped coffee in my bathrobe, looking out the study window, I saw a flock of seagulls descend in the hazy morning light, parting the fog and landing in the plowed field outside to investigate the leavings of any potential meals. [...]

Last night I watched Horse Whisperer on tv, even though the satellite kept kicking out and even though the movie is mediocre at best-while I like Kristin Scott Thomas and I think Scarlett Johansson is the bee’s knees, the movie was one of those sappy tear-jerker types that follows the following pattern:
- Rugged, quiet durable [...]

—–Original Message—–
From: Helen
Sent: 30 August 2005 16:54
To: Angus
Subject: That cat
Oh my God.
Did you know shrews make a high-pitched chittering sound when they are caught in a cats’ mouth?
No, I didn’t either.
Until now.
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So yeah. I know I have before mentioned the fact that me, a crunchy granola vegetarian has a killer for a pet. [...]