Showing posts with label letter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label letter. Show all posts

Friday, September 2, 2011

A Wild Blog Appeared!

Oh man, things have been happening!

Bee and I shot a wedding last Saturday, which was stressful, but turned out well in the end, I think. We'll see for sure once all of our pictures are edited and together. Sunday I went out shooting in BC with my uncle and I got a few good shots! I threw a couple of them in the post.

Shooting engagement photos on Sunday, but not before the annual Labor Day Awesomely Fun Time Thing at the Horn lake house! I'm so excited to see Caitlin! and Max and Declan. And Casey and Alex and Allison. and everyone's parents as well, I suppose.

And I got another prison letter today! I really like Matt, he's pretty cool. I think he's hitting on me a bit via letter though - but hey, he's in prison for the rest of his life and there are no ladies there. If I were in his shoes I'd probably be doing the same thing. This past Monday I mailed a letter out to another guy, Kyle, in Iowa. We'll see if he writes back!


Sunday, August 21, 2011

I needed this :)

Friday I got a letter from my prison pen pal! He seems like he's pretty cool. I'm excited to hear more from him.

Yesterday was fantastic! Hung out with Amy Hoe at her boss' birthday party and watched Amy, Jeff, Justin, Ed, and Heather get drunk = I laughed really, really hard.

But the BEST part of yesterday was getting to see Conr! I forgot how much I missed that kid. It was so strange to be hanging out with him, Sam, and Nick Rhodes, of all people. I was almost surreal, haha. Conr is still hands down one of the nicest, most understanding people I've ever met. Sometimes I think he's wise beyond his years. I'm beyond glad we've kept in touch.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

this is what happens when I eat ice cream for dinner.

Is it possible to feel lost and found at the same time? I want everything and I want nothing. I wonder if this is how I'd feel if one of my toes was removed and reattached on the other foot. I am in such a weird, chill mood right now. I wish I could explain it better.

The other day I wrote a letter to a guy in jail. I'm really excited to see if he responds and to see what he has to say. I'm looking forward to having a pen pal who has a completely different life, different experiences, different and potentially similar thoughts.


I just got a chill.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

just the two of us

Dear Bipolar,

Happy one month anniversary! I only wish that we had been able to make this work in that amount of time. I am also worried about our children - I do appreciate you taking my child from a previous relationship under your wing; my dear Wellbutrin is indeed thriving. It is our baby Lithium that worries me most. What sort of effect will he have on the world? Will he be as docile as his sister, or continue down the darker path of hostility? I know my questions can only really be answered with time, so I will try my best to be patient in the hope that our relationship and the life of our son will turn out for the best.

And from now on I shall try my best to have this attitude: you didn't happen to me, I happened to you.

You're stuck with me,

Carrie

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

a letter to my roommate

Dear Roommate,

The other day while you and I were standing in the kitchen, you told me how much you miss living as busy a life as I do. I'm flattered that you are marginally jealous of my poor eating and sleeping habits, as well as my tendency to stretch myself too thin, but I kind of wanted to punch you in the face when you said that. Yes, my life is hectic, and that's the way I like it, so I choose to create opportunities to keep myself occupied. If you miss living that way, then do something about it. Don't spend 10+ hours a day in front of your computer watching TV or playing video games.

Also, I'm a little confused by your method when it comes to your art. You write comic books, which is very cool and something I would consider to be relatively challenging, but I have never walked past your room and seen you at your drafting table save maybe once or twice. We've been living together for what, 4 months now? Call me crazy, but when you have a project, doesn't it make more sense to actually work on it instead of going to read at coffee shops till all hours of the morning?

If you want to waste your time, it's no skin off my nose - I just don't want to hear about it.

Excuse me while I go have a life.

-Carrie