on the advice of a certain cruel little man
I’ve taken my address of the site, since clm told me that spiders or something like that would come get my address and whore it out on the net.. it’s probably too late.
oh well, most of you will have gotten the address in an email i sent last night, hein?
and today, i am leaving RI after a very relaxing and indulging weekend, I return to astoria triumphant.
woo hoo!
see you soon, babies.
k.
Archives for the month of: May, 2002
the calm after the storm.
well, hello, loyal friends and readers. It has been a long while since I’ve said hello, but here I am. Update time – after a lovely yet stressful week with mattchoo visiting and moving into the apartment and graduation, I am finally sitting at my parent’s house in Rhode Island, winding down, vegging out, and enjoying graduation-gift-shopping. It’s been quite lovely, graduation was (contrary to what I was dreading) quite inspirational and touching and exciting without being soppy. A good time was had by all, and I somehow managed to get Sarah Lawrence to actually hand me my diploma, a feat of unfathomable dexterity on my part. I am, in fact, an Alum of that fine institution now.
Then my brother and I went (were dragged unwillingly on my part) to Nobu, with friends of his, and lots of money was wasted by ordering small, raw pieces of rare seafood for Krissa, The Girl Who Hates Seafood. It wasn’t my idea. But I suppose it was fun, if sitting around a table for three hours eating non-food can be considered fun. It was nice of Luiz’s friends to pick up the tab (or rather, the massive pharmaceutical company whose expense account she charged it to…) but it made me feel guilty to waste all that food.
Anyway, so my little apartment is all arranged (well, needs curtains, but that’ll happen soon) and looking lovely. Genevieve and I are very excited.
All of you must come visit, in varying degrees of soonness.
Many kisses to all of you…
k.
good time was had by all.
bethie and josher threw us a graduation party at their cozy little apartment last night, it was a rockin’ good time. took a whole bunch of pictures with the digi, some with flash that look like crazy party photos, and some cool ones without the flash, and those are the ones i’m going to show you.
the stellar, fantastic may lightfoot and i, chillin’ on the couch.
josher played for us, while maybo pestered him to play a jets to brazil song and matt stared off into space.
bethie and josher, as beautiful as ever. thanks for the party, guys!
i’ll put some of the silly flash ones up later, just to amuse you. in other news, we’re moving into the apartment tomorrow and monday, so i’ll be out of commission for the next few days. leave me heartwarming notes telling me how much you love me, okay?
many kisses to all,
k.
one last hurrah
Well, it is my last night as a college student. I am dredging through the last paper for my french class, one I very much do not want to do.
Instead, my mind is far away, I am daydreaming, wishing to be somewhere I’m not, with someone who is not here. Perhaps these are things I won’t discuss here just yet. No one likes a spoiler.
But for the record – I am happy.
Ma vie devient de plus en plus belle.
La mia vita sta diventando pił e pił bella.
Minha vida estį parecendo cada dia mais linda.
cheers,
k.
three cheers for the littlest owl who could
does that sound like we’re tooting our horns? we certainly are! see this here template? all new and shiny and cozy like? didn’t start out that way. nope. we here at petithiboux headquarters sacrificed valuable sleep to make it that way. do you like it? does it look charmante et belle? oh, j’espere!
in other news: we signed the lease and picked up the keys today to our lovely new home, maison k et g. we are very excited and cannot stop discussing furniture plans.
more news: in one week, 5.17, the dashing matthieu will have arrived to charm me and help me move into my apartment, because he’s that wonderful. trust me. he is. and in two weeks, 5.24, i will be sitting listening to people tell me how this is the beginning of the rest of my life, and i will try not to step on El Presidente’s foot when she gives me my diploma. in short, commencement. and in three weeks, 5.30, as if there wasn’t already a flurry of wonderful activity, pm returns from france and we meet for coffee and revolution against the post-modernists.
i’m quite overwhelmed with goodness, pardon my gushing.
i love you all! every. last. one of you.
milles et milles fois plus des bises!
a vous, et vous, et surtout vous, mon cher.
k.
red storm rides again…
I will say this about my day. It was interesting. Saw an old friend today, someone who used to play a very big part in my life for a very short amount of time. And it’s been a while, and many things have changed for her, and that makes me happy. It’s a happiness that comes with knowing that while the pages of your book together may have come apart at the seams, you can rewrite their dictionary entry in your mind, add a footnote, that says, I am happy that you are well. I have been worried in the past, and I know now, that when I open the archives of my memory, I can simply check off the “doing well” box.
And truth be told, this is no ordinary person. She’s remarkable, and I think she will be doing remarkable things with her life. I am glad to have been able to hear that. And glad to tell her how happy it made me to see her content.
You can’t go back in life, can you. Friends are often around for a reason, a season, or a lifetime – each category having it’s merits and tragedies. But it’s nice to make archival revisions every now and then, to know that someone who has somewhat left my life is living hers with the grace and determination I always knew her to be capable of.
Le plus ca change, on dit, le plus ca reste le meme. I wish good weather on her.
Okay, I promise – my next post will include my usual hilarity and mayhem and stupid digital pictures. I was just feeling contemplative. Now I’m going to go beat the hell out of a squash ball. Don’t get in my way 
cheers,
k.
