back when i was making tandoori chicken a la little asian style…did we even have our new apartment picked out? this past month has been a blur and if i wasn’t so paranoid about logging into stuff on an unsecured network, maaaaayyyyyybe i would’ve blogged more. perhaps not. i woke up this morning with my huge list of to do things, feeling ready to tackle them all and achieve that sense of accomplishment that only accomplishing things grants you. and then i stopped. i realized that crossing things off my list just reinforces my need to cross more things off the list.

m is right: the list never ends.

and alanis is right, too: “I have been running so sweaty my whole life / Urgent for a finish line / And I have been missing the rapture this whole time of being forever incomplete”

so here i am, drinking my fabulous espresso monkey roasted by m. eating my cereal with the only bowls and silverware that we decided to keep. enjoying my secure internet (is anything really ever secure?). and blogging.

later, you must remind me to tell you about taking pictures of baby G, cafe zella, unpacking, my first bike trip from home to the beach, and what i love about our new home (and what a pain in the a** it is to change my address with every single entity that uses the usps).