Camille

Hi. I'm Camille. I was born and raised in Mesa, AZ, but now I live in Canada with my husband, Poor Kyle. {He's my tech guy.} Our lives are archived here. Welcome!
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Archive for September, 2009

For My Father

Today is my dad’s birthday. There’s my dad and me—well, they say that’s me, but I don’t recognise me.  It could be my sister.  Sweet shoes, though, Dad.  I wish you still had those so I could swipe them. I have 2/3 of his gift purchased, 1/3 ready to purchase, and 0/3 sent in the [...]

I can’t believe I actually think you’d pay me for this crap.

About thirty years ago, some genius had the bright idea to build a university in a valley, with all of the English classes located at the very bottom of the crevasse, and the parking lot at the highest height of the hill.  And out of all the eligible men in all the world that I [...]

Flight

As some of my more astute readers pointed out in the comment section two posts ago, I had a birthday on Friday.  I turned 23.  I didn’t announce it for two reasons: 1)  I don’t like obligatory “Happy Birthdays.”  That’s not to say I don’t appreciate being wished a happy birthday—in fact, it’s one of [...]

Communication Nation

I have been married for almost two years, and it has only been within the last few months that I have really started to feel like a wife.  It’s true—until recently, I felt like just Poor Kyle’s girlfriend and not his wife at all.  It was very bad for my conscience—there was a part of [...]

Cheerful Charles P. Wiggins the Third

Charles P. Wiggins the Third was tired of reading stories with miserable endings. “Why does every short story require a morbid, twisted ending to be a success,” he wondered.  “What’s wrong with good, old-fashioned happiness?” He couldn’t recall exactly when happy endings had fallen out of style—only that they had, and that was that. It [...]

“This dignified silence seems to be producing an unpleasant effect.”

For my dramatic literature class, I am reading The Importance of Being Earnest by Oscar Wilde. It’s not the first time I’ve read this play; it won’t be the last.  I have, as you all know, long been intrigued by English matters of all sorts, and literature is no exception.  This play was introduced to [...]

Minor Details.

I just realised I never announced a closing time for the TOMS™ giveaway. It’s tonight.  At midnight. And at exactly 12:01 a.m., I will be ordering my shoes online.