It’s a Girl
Photography by The Prof
Photography by The Prof
OK, let it be said up front that I am an unbeliever. Not a doubter, not an alternative religion participant, not a searcher and definitely no longer interested in becoming any of the above. This is probably the reason that this whole Apocalypse Yesterday failed to hit my radar until a couple of days ago,…
Friday. Was there ever a word with such a mellow, soothing sound? Say it slowly, drawing out that first syllable. Friiiiiii – day. Was there ever a day so concerned with your well-being? Friday. I day. My day. This is not a Monday moan-day, or a Tuesday used-day. Yeah, Sunday may be fun-day, and Saturday…
From: Lilith Date Posted: 22 Oct 2002 Coitus interruptus, I haven’t heard it put that way in a long time. Hope you went fishing before bowl was used. Recall, Lil, that I said “worst case scenario”. I used the term intending the full meaning of the phrase, unfortunately.
Took that “art test” I’ve seen popping up on a few diaries today (don’t know where the original source was). When I got the results, I honest-to-god laughed out loud. How painfully appropriate: If I was a work of art, I would be Edvard Münch’s The Scream. I express the subconscious troubles and anxieties of…
Wonderful. Now I have my boss pissed at me. As soon as I got off the phone with National Geographic, I called my boss’s office. He was in a meeting. No big surprise. He’s always in meetings. Better him than me. I told his secretary what was up, and said I’d wait till he was…
Well, The Architect leaves today to return to San Fran. Ironically, I think I enjoyed his visit more than The Professor did. It rather complicated things that the visit coincided with The Prof’s first days working full-time at the college. The Prof was a little displeased last night because the Architect wanted us to meet…
I’ve never seen a chrysalis at this stage before. Cool!
Congratulations! She’s a beauty.
Yay!!!
Gorgeous!