Author Archives: Kelly

I posted this on facebook this morning as I’m still dealing with the shock of it all. I wanted to put this here too. In the past I’ve been afraid of putting myself out there too much online in a … Continue reading →

I was sitting on the ground in front of the most perfect dance performance to David Bowie’s Underground by a Rogue in a live action Dungeons and Dragons interactive nerdstravaganza. I don’t think I’ve ever laughed that hard in my … Continue reading →

Well, I’ve got c. diff again. I have no idea how long I’ve had it for. I have no idea what caused it this time (maybe those antibiotics I took for bronchitis back in February?!). We almost didn’t even catch … Continue reading →

A couple weeks ago, a friend recommended I check out Stranger Things, and I proceeded to blow through the 8 seriously-why-are-there-only-eight episodes twice in the space of a week. It hit me in practically every nostalgic squee that I had, particularly all … Continue reading →

Getting older is full of all kinds of small unfairnesses. Since I had a weird lung cold at the beginning of the year that gave me what felt like an ongoing asthma attack for about a month, I decided that … Continue reading →

You know what’s a great song? The Rain Song, by Led Zeppelin. You know what’s also great? Then She Did by Jane’s Addiction. * * * I find myself often at a loss for what to write about on his blog … Continue reading →

Just sent off two grad school friends back to the airport and New York this morning. We drank. We watched Star Wars and then spent two days arguing about it. And about music. And science. And lots of other things … Continue reading →

Last year, my therapist had me read a book. It had an appropriately schmaltzy self-help type title, and involved a lot of scenarios about people who had a hard time feeling appropriate emotions for the situations they were in. I remember … Continue reading →

I decided six weeks ago that I was going to stop using Facebook every day. There was something about it lately that whenever I would go on there I would come away feeling anxious and sad. I couldn’t put a finger on … Continue reading →

I’ve been trying to make sense of a few peculiar things I’ve been noticing lately. Bear with me while I suss these out a bit. * * * The question of how much life is enough life has been bugging … Continue reading →