Saturday, January 24, 2009

Desperate Children Flee Zimbabwe

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/01/24/world/africa/24zimbabwe.html?partner=permalink&exprod=permalink

Monday, January 12, 2009

a girl of my age

Regrettably, it has been some time since I have written anything--a full month actually. No blogging, or journaling, or finishing of my novel. In the last few weeks I find my attitude toward everything and anything to be one of indifferent acceptance. But I am satisfied with my current situation and am excited at idea of truly allowing myself the opportunity to swim or sink as an actress. No thoughts of choosing another profession or going back to college for God-knows-what... It may well be that I'm too flaky or strange for a "real" job with "real" responsibilities; I think it’s possible that I may lack the capacity for being the responsible adult that is expected of a girl of my age.

Jordan and I made it to six months. We are very good together but a number of things are happening to try to sabotage what we have going. First, we are both living at home. I, because I can’t seem to act and have a job that pays the rent and the bills AND have enough left over to eat; and he, as a temporary solution to paying off debt, his lease coming to an end with no desirable room-mates in sight, and a notion that he might help his mom and brother for a while. However, his hours were cut at work and now the car that he had intended to have completely paid off by next month has had problem after problem. We never seem to have a moment alone. We’re either surrounded by my family or his, or we go out on a date and are surrounded by friends or strangers. And I’m not sure which is worse right now. Doesn’t seem to matter who it is, it’s a… well, what is it then? A nuisance? I suppose I feel we have been stifled in our physical and emotional attention to each other by relentlessly feeling that we are not entirely alone together. We’re just weary of always restraining our selves or having a quick moment here or there. Is this what marriage is like when you have children? If so, then I wouldn’t wish children upon any couple.


In the book of life's questions, the answers are not in the back.--Charles Schultz