making like glade, with this awesome plug.

vote for me for best waitress in bellingham.

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xoxo hanna

and in a couple years they’ve grown into a perfect family.

my new apartment is nice, but strange. when i got home at 3:30 AM after work, it was unbearably lonesome and quiet. usually, the outside world, the place between work and home, is that way, but then it’s all better when i come home and someone else is there.

which once again supports my belief that indiana is amazing. he’s really good company, for the most part.

so are ceiling fans.

and comic books!

and pirated internet.

unfortunately, i’m so spoilt, that i actually groaned when my thieved connection to a non-existent web of communication was too slow to support the viewing of any media on netflix instant. boo.

i had a really good weekend playing house with zach again. the novelty never wears off, especially when rollerblading in the house and eating ice cream for breakfast are on the agenda.

i love you! move to bellingham. jobs are stupid.

xoxo hanna

give us those nice, bright colors; give us the greens of summers; makes you think all the world’s a sunny day.

a peek for everyone, because i’m trying to be positive.

and because everything you fill a new house with has lived somewhere else before.

and because you can’t spell “cartography” without “art.”

and because i’m not the only one moving.

and because everything, even beds with ladders, come full-circle.

still moving. last night was really strange. we stayed in my new yellow studio.

all of our furniture is in a storage unit fifty miles away.

and our old apartment empty, except for the all the little debris that’s left after a storm blows through.

we’ve spent the day sorting through the damage, drinking beer and wondering where the rest of our life went.

but tonight we both have to go back to work so i guess life will be the same there as it always was.

wish us luck.

xoxo hanna

(and zach and indi)

yours is the only version of my desertion that I could ever subscribe to

here are a few great things:

-indiana.

-interpol.

-wheat thins. (esp. when you can stand in front of your refrigerator with a box of wheat thins tucked under your arm and systematically go through the condiments and other assorted fridge fare and dip them in anything you notice.)

-family.

-specifically, my family. more specifically, my hero/grandfather. what a fucking man. DAMN. he is, i believe, mostly responsible for any awesomeness that i bear. or any of us, really. him and my own father. Mom, we got real lucky for a family full of hard-luck white-trash/ immigrants and others searching for political/religious/linguistic asylum.

-public radio.

-making friends.

-having a job that makes me not really care if it’s a work day or not, because i know it will be funny either way.

-bourbon.

-beer.

xoxox

the kids don’t stand a chance.

MY JOB IS RIDICULOUS.

i love it.

every night, i get at least…

-two men giving me their phone number. one of them is usually over the age of thirty five, and the other, under 20.

-3 notes written on napkins, receipts or dollar bills.

-4 comments on my bicept tat. half just ask if i’m irish and i assume that’s what they’re asking about.

-and half a dozen people i’ve gone to school with, worked with, or who recognized me from Rocket Donuts. townie, much?

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additionally, we kick someone out about….every third night.

and when you’re out, you’re out for life! suckaaaaahs.

and it’s a pretty good thing that i like my job right now, because….

everything else is bordering on too sad.

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tonight imma go out and get real drunk.

apparently, my boy from work also works the door at a really skeezing bros and hos bar up the street.

so i’m putting on my clubwear (HELLA) and drinking cocktails with stupid shit on the rims. GROSS.

….did i mention that zach is gone for a few days?

when i got up and realized it made me really sad.

hence, the tarting up and going out.

xoxo ME