have you ever sneezed two times in a row, so fast you kind of spit all over the place? that is how i felt today while walking to a creative writing class and overhearing a man, standing in front of a doughnut shop, preeching to a mini-group of seemingso UC Berkeley students about ‘diabetes complications’… […]
sure? a poem by ME: heather gabel in may, 2012 i can taste freedom wrapped infear from fleets of flying fireflies that stain this night in empowermenti’ll be free sooni will, because everything is fleeting and I am tooDripping grass stained jeans in bleach as if that will somehow make them betteri try I try […]
magic. magic. magic. i am so proud to be around so many amazing, talented, individuals with diabetes. the diabetes community is so filled with life and hope and strong-ness. one man on set, who has had type-1 for nearly 35 years said to me, “you know, i can’t believe it, but i only recently realized […]
i am a type-1 diabetic and i am taking the big blue test 30 day challenge. i’m on day one and my sugars are already better. my boyfriend is a type-3 diabetic and he is taking the big blue test challenge. hold up… question: what’s a type-3 diabetic? answer: – – – – a type-3 […]
it isn’t very often that my dream world and reality intersect. dig deeper? it isn’t very often that i allow certain circumstances of my life exist within the safety of my dream space. keep going? the big D doesn’t get to live two lives. clarify? i wouldn’t call myself a master, nor a pro, nor […]
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every flake on insta-potato was bought to appear to be snow during the filming process last saturday. the bits were too small that they wouldn’t show up on the camera when sprinkled.
after, i decided to film them in a new way, so they would be seen and remembered for all they work they did, because at the end of the day, no one wants to feel like just a flaky potato,
it’s a matter of perspective. they say that, don’t they? this week, i’ve fallen through the cracks in a few areas of life and bloomed in a few others. imagine a scene with no green anywhere and a cracky surface like in the lion king before the stampede, with one little flower poking through… i […]
ABC’s- guess who can sell alcohol. iiiiiiiiiiii can. today i ventured into a -not-so-great- part of oakland to attend a class/training of how to and not-to sell booze. (pretty funny given my recent alcohol experience with my roommate, Robin. the class was simple, and sort of entertaining. the kind of ‘entertaining’ that comes […]
And i used that light to find my way last night, while working as a server at Triple Rock, i almost peed my pants…. like always in the food industry, there is rarely a moment to get away. i waited as long as i could (about forty minutes), meanwhile dancing and walking fast to keep […]
on friday, august 28th, my roommate faced a life transition. She turned 21. what is a 21st all about here? whether you like it or not, it’s about booze booze booze and more booze. it’s about going out and getting shwasted… and hammered… and toasted… and drunk drunk drunk. it’s about getting obliterated. it’s about […]
Unexpected Blues 