is there a church that people really love? 

im in the market for one

Laura’s shirt 

South Slope backdrop 

Kids words of encouragement 

Ipads 

HFG for belief 

Roommates for getting me off the edge 

A for inside scoop 

B for corporate knowledge on emails

L for interdisciplinary zest 

L for chatgbt 

 cult tv: 

clapping at the end of the episode just to realize there’s a season 2 

people really stare at us in central park 

 monistat 1 will wake you up at 3am 

gentlest tap on the top of my back to move me out of the way 

4:40pm normie middle aged man smokes cigarette in trader joes parking lot after relieving himself in the corner 

the vow finale 

J is now doing “in person online dating”, which means she is texting anyone that she’s been slightly involved with over the last 6 months. Like that guy she made out with in a club over the summer. She’s going to cold call him Tuesday.

I have sent all my applications just to see what sticks. 

 L has a new yogurt container tells me to use it 

Z said everything D said was a lie 

the axis I live on was all bad advice 

maybe thats why I live so confused 

mom works on the real stuff in the other room 

she’s says words like AI and rockefeller and work flow

we make waffles in the other room 

we read our books side by side 

we save the spoon to lick 

yesterday driving home i wanted to go back to moms house on valley road 

met a vietnam vet named sal from coney island and his service dog named sylvie who he got two years ago for his ptsd 

On a playdate with the kids, I meet a nanny who laughs out loud with her whole body. She’s texting her friends from back home. “Some of my friends make me weak.” 

The house has a deer head in the hall and a stuffed peacock in the parents bedroom. They have a beautiful library of books. Their dog Mimi has one eye and the 8 year old girl is allowed to dye her hair blue. 

Raising a family in the city makes no sense to me. You have to pay someone to walk your dog and look after your kids. And the only thing the kids want do is shop online. 

I eat goldfish for the first time in years. I play solitaire. I wait for something.

 I have two friends that make me feel like I am the least revealing person they know. 

The most serious I have ever been is when I called a woman rude in the Trader Joe’s check out line. I suffer from number blindness when it comes to finding my spot, so I was in the wrong. Another time I was truly very serious was when I tried not to faint next to my brother after his surgery. My hands clammy, hanging onto the gurney, I got depressed that I could never be a doctor, I got depressed that hospitals aren’t shiny. 

The times I am the most unserious are my journeys on the bus. I watch pigeons eating salt, I watch hand offs and hand shakes, I try not to miss a thing.

 i know why gluttony is a sin. L sat on the top of the in-door playground shoving two fist fulls of cotton candy down his throat. this was his second round. 

i wish i never saw inside the walls of the museum of ice cream yesterday. everything was melting. 

L pissed me off. so much so that I had to tattle on him with tears in my eyes to his mother. later on he threw me a paper airplane down the stairs with his written apology. "i'm sorry." he could've done better. 

yesterday he told me if i didn't finish packing his stuff for sleep away camp his parents wouldn't pay me. 

tomorrow is my last day. 

i hope to be mistreated by grown ups one day soon.