I have been “ordered” to blog again. I’m going to leave that in the passive voice to create the illusion that there is more than one person who ever reads this.
My initial reaction was hey shut the fuck up you can’t tell me what to do you’re not my mom, but after further consideration, I guess I could start doing this again. I’d like to focus it more on my clumsy messings-around with creative writing projects, but I guess we’ll see what happens. I just ordered a new camera charger this morning, so there may soon be further forays into food porn.
In case you care, I’ve been fine, thank you, but busy with the usual Life Stuff like Getting Paid and New Haircuts and Maintaining a Presentable Room, which I am getting pretty good at. Stella has gotten fatter, I went to Arizona over Christmas, and I’ve settled in nicely at the Turkish restaurant as my latest Stressful Job That Kind Of Takes Over My Life, which is not an altogether bad thing. It’s cold in Wisconsin. Spring semester has started. Everybody, myself included, has been sick, and morale has been low. I’ve also got a new stack of books, which includes:
- Pushcart Prize Best of the Small Presses 2010
- Daughter of Fortune by Isabel Allende
- Unaccustomed Earth by Jhumpa Lahiri (recommended by my roommate)
- A Supposedly Fun Thing I’ll Never Do Again by David Foster Wallace
- and the Collected Fictions of Jorge Luis Borges
Most recently, though, as I mentioned, I have been quite violently under the weather, and though I may have spent the past four days quarantined in the squalid nest of infection that was my room, I have since bathed in the noxious green waters of the river of NyQuil, and here I am, emerged, renewed, though finding it difficult to hear out of one ear, which is kind of awkward.
Anyway, just writing to let you know I still care, sort of. I’ll be back later with something interesting.
xoxo
Ellie
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