So I’m twittering about my experiences playing the game Dead Space. Awesome game, highly recommended. I’m on my second play through.
But, back to the I get a follow (on twitter) from someone I don’t recognize, but don’t really think anything of it until I check out who it is. Turns out it’s the Environmental Art [...]
Thursday, January 29, 2009
I can recall it, not clearly, but I can recall it. It comes, through the haze of a decade, through the rose tinted lens of nostalgia.
The memory comes not easily, but in tiny parcels, piecemeal, like the slow striptease of a lover.
I recall the November chill in the air, the warmth of the coat on [...]
Friday, December 19, 2008
In all the rush, I never even said goodbye to my parents. I arrived at National alone. It was the old National then–an unused practically abandoned airport with an outdated terminal, even though it’s an entirely different airport, I still call it national.
The humidity was a shock, having lived in California for my entire life. [...]
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Friday, December 12, 2008
College really wasn’t an option for me.
Not that it was an impossible thing. My parents were going to make sure that I went to college. It was not an option in the fact that it was always assumed that I was going to go. It was only a matter of where.
Even though we didn’t have [...]
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“Hello,” I say, as my hand extends to yours. I’ve read your nametag, although I recognize you all the same. Your hair has changed, and you wear your glasses now, but otherwise you’re still the same woman I fell in love with over a decade ago.
I guess that’s the allure and the danger of ten [...]