Perfectly Complicated

I need to write more. I've lost sight of what this space represents: an avenue to assemble broken thoughts; a space dedicated to everything and nothing; a place to bleed.

Birth is knocking on the doors of our routine; life is about to get perfectly complicated. I can't stop thinking about whether she'll get my blue eyes, or my pointy nose, or my almost-normal left ear. Or will she get Emilia's Spanish eyes or her perfect brown hair? I can't wait to meet her. She's part of our nights already--kicking her way into our evening chats--determined to be involved: I'm proud of her already.

Recap of my day's commute through the interwebs...

Article: "YouTube Launched Education Portal"
Video: GOOD- Drinking Water
Website: Academic Earth- Lectures from the World's Top Scholars
Video: I Love You Man (P.Rudd Outtakes)

White House Online Town Hall:



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A frothy Guinness to you for stopping by and another for coming back,

Stagekid (Blog; RSS Feed; Twitter; Facebook)

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