Tag: growing up
member name: Thomm Quackenbush
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October 09, 2006 02:33 PM EDT --
Through the wonders of the internet (a bunch of computers connected together. This actually exists in your time, but only the military and a few colleges use it), I have discovered a way to send you, me . . .
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December 02, 2007 02:27 AM EST --
Adult Points
I look around Annie's condo with jealousy. Granted, my apartment is nice, but hardly the sort of place where I could host a wine and cheese party. She owns, not rents, . . .
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September 22, 2006 03:19 PM EDT --
Transition
The only constant is change. I merely wish less change were toward the commoditization of childhood memories.
My family went on our yearly apple picking at Keepsake Farms, presently leased . . .
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October 03, 2006 11:15 PM EDT --
cloud of ironic detachment
The only thing that keeps people from thinking I am insane is my inaction. I emerge into the high school cafeteria and for a moment I want to yell, "This is the only . . .
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December 20, 2006 08:19 PM EST --
Little Doggies
"Put this on," Emily insists, handing me a brown, bulky shirt from the backseat of her car. She keeps driving toward the Dover Plains train station, though we will turn around . . .
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January 24, 2007 04:13 PM EST --
Adolesce
I force myself to interact, to go to New Paltz and see Dan Kessler when all I really want to do is be alone. That is the actual issue at hand. Whether or not it is externally true, I feel very . . .
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December 04, 2006 10:09 PM EST --
Nostomania
So much is about to change and you know what I'm doing? I am downloading a new copy of the Buffy the Vampire Slayer soundtrack. I pine silently for the ethical and social simplicity of . . .
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December 30, 2006 06:56 PM EST --
To Blave
"Why is there a crowd getting out of your mother's car?" Emily asks. I turn and see the aforementioned crowd, my mother, father, sister-in-law, three nieces and younger brother. . . .
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October 23, 2006 07:16 PM EDT --
Sarah
The ebb and flow of friendship persists. Some need to drift out to the open sea to find new shores no matter how we tried to hold them. Others wash back onto us under some unanticipated lunar pull. . . .
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November 11, 2006 01:01 PM EST --
"Why did that happen?"
Girl had cajoled but largely forced Shane away from the scene. Her semi-catatonia, her waking sleep, was fading now. In the library attic, Girl was able to get Shane to . . .
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