Monthly Archives: March 2007

Last night, I killed the lights, crawled into bed, and heard…something. Something oddly familiar. It had a kind of thin, digital quality, and it was coming through the wall that I share with another apartment. It wasn’t quite music, although there did seem to be a tinny musical thread to it, but there were also […]

Mom: “Really?” Ursula: “Well, that was the plan…” Mom: “You never told me.” Ursula: “Even at nine, I suspected that you wouldn’t properly appreciate my entrepreneurial spirit.” Mom: “Thank you. It was kind of you not to tell me these things…”