2001:June:14
2001
Crucify me if you will, but I've even more stuff to get off my chest. After reading and article in the LA magazine that Mark's friend Kristy Byrd got him a subscription of (as a half joke/ half please move here), I am now drinking my green tea unbagged (until I run out of the bagged and can get some loose tea). Yes, I'm ripping the bags apart and then pouring hot water on top. It's rather disconcerting to see all these green floaty leave things, but alas. It's something different!
Also, I cried twice in the past twenty-four hours due to the media. The first was for a Hercules episode where someone died in a heart-rending way. The second was this morning on NPR listening to the beyond-poignant description of a new book called something like "the last photo album: pictures of families before Auschwitz".
