May 2010
5 posts
I am proud to say...
That I, Stacy Geyer, now can fit into my “skinny jeans” as of 5/14/10. HELL YEAH!
What Is It Like To Be A Janitor At Disneyland? →
inadvisable:
negevrockcity:
One of the most unexpectedly fascinating articles I’ve read all year. Awesome.
Indeed!
February 2010
3 posts
Weighty issues.
As a lady of 30, I am finally starting to understand that weight is just a number, feeling comfortable is fancy, and being happy is the best.
January 2010
6 posts
A post about Crate and Barrel →
December 2009
2 posts
For my Papa.
Yours memory lives on…and I still have your cup with the bell.
I hope you are still saving the trees up there. Say hi to Jared for me, and tell him I love him too.
I love you.
-Stace
November 2009
14 posts
Writing is a form of therapy. Sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write,...
– Graham Greene (via psychotherapy) (via waxandmilk)
I start my pumpkin cheesecake tomorrow... →
Arts and Letters Daily →
My “go-to” web page…best EVER.
Had a long talk...
with Professor Gabriel about the pros and cons of teaching…and I realized that I am way too into what is expected of me than I should be with what brings me joy…
I am going to start focusing on the other 2/3 of my life…and the 1/3 time that should be devoted to school is going to start to be wonderful…because life…should be grand.
My friend Ashley is a great artist. →
A funny twitter website - "Shit my Dad says" →
October 2009
21 posts
The Indian Summer, the dead Summer’s soul.
– Mary Clemmer, Presence
Where the Wild Things Aren't...
Bern and I saw it yesterday…and we wanted SO much to love it…but we left the theatre befuddled. I said that I would have enjoyed it as a silent movie…it was beautiful. However, the script was silly. Wait for the dvd!
In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible...
– Albert Camus
Interesting article about metaphor and thought. →
Thinking literally
Friends in high places
Stream the WHERE THE WILD THINGS ARE soundtrack by... →
helenrice:
thegooglymoogly
*Thank you, Helen. I am listening to this right now as Bern and I make dinner…it’s so nice!
What is home?