The Old Stuff

I started a blog in fall of 2004. It was required for a fiction class that I was taking. We were required to write in it everyday. So there is a lot of stuff there--some good, some bad. I continued to write in it sporadically over the next couple years then I just stopped pretending to care.

Here is a the address:

http://hoardingitforhome.blogspot.com/

It's the name of a Mates of State song.

I got a letter from Billy today. I've been hating everyone and everything lately and it was a real treat to get. He discussed the new Nicole Holofcener movie and how we should see it. He also asked if I liked country music. There was a period in my life when I liked Garth Brooks. I think I was fourteen. I like old country. It reminds me of my Grandma Oldham. She died, suddenly, when I was 20. When I came home for the funeral I remember playing the "O Brother, Where Art Thou" soundtrack and crying. She played the fiddle and the mandolin. Whenever I hear either of those instruments I think of her.

Warning: the old blog, like this blog is riddled with typos. I hate proofreading.

I actually had a live journal account during this period in my life--when I was "off the map" as Billy put it. Dating a horrible guy and dealing with the death of my grandma. I don't remember the address, only that it had the word "pfiffig" in it, which means clever in German. I was also taking German at LA Vallley College at this time in my life.