wasted hours
Nov. 2nd, 2001 04:24 pmthe dfci job is still unfilled! i'm still a candidate. oh i am so so very very happy. i was so depressed and convinced it was over. but no. next week, says hr.
the sky is all kinds of stripey golden orange cloud heavenness. i want to swim up into it. it was indian summer today. returning from my run i felt muscle-dead from the heat, sauna-like. slick sweat running down the shoulder. i can now see that muscle along the scalpula that the chiropractor pointed out, my atrophied posture lines. it improves every day. i'm still winning.
r is coming for tomorrow's party! and h has been invited! numerous other deities also coming soon to the sugar bowl.
i realize october is over and my month of palindromes is over. i'm still unreasonably attached to them. i get uneasy when the numbers don't match up. good thing november is my favorite month. nov-ember. new fire.
but meanwhile;
my distance sits uneasily with me. i shouldn't interfere. i have no solutions, no tools, no magic. no knots i can untie.
no way to tell the story of no.
the sky is all kinds of stripey golden orange cloud heavenness. i want to swim up into it. it was indian summer today. returning from my run i felt muscle-dead from the heat, sauna-like. slick sweat running down the shoulder. i can now see that muscle along the scalpula that the chiropractor pointed out, my atrophied posture lines. it improves every day. i'm still winning.
r is coming for tomorrow's party! and h has been invited! numerous other deities also coming soon to the sugar bowl.
i realize october is over and my month of palindromes is over. i'm still unreasonably attached to them. i get uneasy when the numbers don't match up. good thing november is my favorite month. nov-ember. new fire.
but meanwhile;
my distance sits uneasily with me. i shouldn't interfere. i have no solutions, no tools, no magic. no knots i can untie.
no way to tell the story of no.