kyle hemingway

i will hide inside daddy kyle’s coach bag.

he won’t mind.

…yeah.

i miss blogging. however, i’m once again a full-time student. in addition to a 20-hour-per-week employee of the performing arts department at emerson college. oh yeah, and there’s that business thing i do with jeremy, you know, on the side, purely for kicks.

as you can see from my photo, the interactive annual for commarts is now mine, and i really have to say i’m less than thrilled with it.

i just finished reading “fun home” by alison bechdel, the first book for my queer american lit class. it was a graphic novel/memoir by the artist of the wildly popular “dykes to watch out for” comic strip. i very much enjoyed her book, and the class is off to a fabulous start (despite the usual delightful few who make class worth coming back to time after time).

i began reading “heaven’s coast” by mark doty last night, the next book on our syllabus. it’s another memoir, this time about the author’s struggle with losing his life partner to AIDS in the 80’s. just a mild tonal shift from the long-format comic i just made it through.

i suppose i ought to get back to that book, it’s very heavy both in content and style, i’ll be amazed to make it through to the end.

today, i’m thankful for:

1. mitchi finally learning how to use his scratching box thing (but not very thankful for his newfound love of the catnip contained within)
2. the new commarts and what i’m sure will be yet another fabulous typography feature
3. my newfound appreciation for the gym
4. having my house key today (unlike yesterday)
5. my fabulous co-workers