bad! bad blogger!

do i even attempt to do this? it's been, what ... almost TWO months since my last post? one whole month since i landed back on american soil? yikes.



instead of trying to recap each day of the last two months, how about i answer the most commonly asked questions for you.

Q: so. india. what was that like?
A: ha. um. well. let's see. absolutely crazy terrible beautiful exhausting amazing. yeah. oh, and my boyfriend was there. that was cool.

Q: so. helsinki. what was that like?
A: they have a nice airport.

Q: so. london. i bet that was cool. (i guess that's not a question)
A: um, totally.

Q: so. jet lag after returning from the other side of the world. what was that like?
A: did you say something?

Q: so. are you glad to be home?
A: ............................................. yeah.




but really. it's good to be home. talk about one hell of a ride. even now after two months i'm still trying to 'process' the whole thing. that sounds really cheesy. it's true though. sometimes it's almost like i never left at all. it's very strange to go somewhere, be there for a while, and leave no mark behind. it makes you feel small.

it's cool though. it's realistic. it's just how it goes. it makes me feel even more insignificant than i did before i left, but that in itself is truly enlightening. not that i'm enlightenend. i'm just sayin. yeah.


Q: so. what have you been doing since you got home?
A: um. sucking at life.


ok, i'm being hard on myself. it went a something like this:



get home. pouring rain. kiss kiss hug hug talk talk eat eat. 'huh? yeah i'm awake.' sleep sleep sleep sleep sleep. eat. 'huh?' 21st birthday. 'woohoo. now i can legally do what i've been doing illegally for years.' hammock. sleep. sleep. hammock. mom's cooking. porch times. computer. porch. computer. music. sleep. movie. movie. movie. sleep. allergies. benedryl. sleep.



and then i woke up. it was a new world. the sun was shining. the birds were chirping. and i had nothing to do.



so since then i've been following my mom around like a puppy dog, trying to line up prep-stying work for myself at various minneapolis photo studios, making plans to move into my daddio's place, eating more of mom's cooking, going out for the occasional legal adult beverage, and well ... getting back into the swing of this grand country that we know as 'home'. or something.