The Girl with a Lobster

I'm a 22 year-old lady living in Kansas City. I work in a grocery store, although I kicked ass in getting an English degree. Some call me Elizabeth, some call me Ishmael, some call me Octopus-Hands. And others (well mostly Heather) call me Katarina von Pillows McElroy. Take your pick.

There isn't a cohesive focus to this blog, although I do fancy Britcoms, literature, language, writing, sci-fi, plants, webcomics, history, and other geekery.

I do have an odd sense of humor, and you'll just have to deal with that.

Yesterday was the perfect day to lay near a pond under a blue blue sky. Tree branches like blown ink. The ground was cold, but the body next to me was warm. It was incredibly nice to lay there, and not really have to say anything, but just be. 

I’ve jokingly told Matt that I’m only dating him for all the heat he puts out. (And he is so radiant, it’s insane.) It’s hard to explain why I’m with him. My mom asked me that the other day. I mean, I have my reasons. I know them, but there isn’t a cohesion to it, other than I think he’s the bee’s knees, y’all. Perhaps one day I will write it all out. List format.

And that scares me, occasionally. I’ve been fiercely independent my whole life and to have someone who cares about me and loves me and everything, and I care back and love—it’s just odd, I suppose, after being single for 22 years, and sometimes, I don’t know what to do. I have to remind myself to depend on him and to talk to him about how I’m feeling and things like that. I’m not really a sharer of myself. 

I have a peep hole in my door now! Remember that post when I said I wish that I had a peep hole? Guess what. It happened. Simple joys. 

I’m learning Gaelic and Chinese. ‘Cause why the fuck not. Also, not being in school is kind of blaaah. Perhaps I should have expanded my three years into five, instead of four. 

I have a rubber tree plant. 

I’m listening to some sweet downtempo music right now. Tycho. It’s just good stuff. Check it out. 

I made nearly perfect marinara sauce tonight. I will eat it tomorrow.

These are the things that are new with me. 

#ramble ramble  #matt  #me  #plants do it in the dirt  
6 months ago on November 29, 2011 at 02:10am with 5 notes
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