I seem to do my best thinking while working at the bakery. That's one of the reasons I love my second job, even if it does usurp myThursday and Saturday evenings. Running the slicing machine is so medatative... I got the idea to do the Nicaragua program while slicing bread on Thursday, and I think I might actually do it ( Read more... )

My new life plan ( Read more... )

The pitcher cries for water to carry ( Read more... )

None of my housemates were home for a movie night, so I decided to treat myself to a double feature all by myself! The nook was still warm from a fire in the woodstove, so I snuggled up on the couch and fed myself slices of persimmon while I watched "A Room With A View." In my opinion E. M. Forster is better in print, but the costumes and ( Read more... )

Today I might have seen my soulmate. I don't believe in soulmates, but that's no protection against them. She was tall (taller than me), dark haired and full lipped, with slightly mocha skin -- Roma? Ethiopian? Diluted Aborigine? I would call her regal, but I'm not sure one can be regal and also have that hint of sensuality that radiated from ( Read more... )

I finally finished reading "Creating a Life Together" (ecovillage homework) and rewarded myself by starting "Eat, Pray, Love." Its cheesy, but I love it already. Mostly because the heroine/author starts out totally depressed and stuck and crying all the time. And that makes me feel better about the fact that I've been pretty depressed since ( Read more... )

So, I went to the Queer Ball on New Years Eve. My friend Katherine came up with a good word to describe it after hearing my account: memorable. Getting dressed up in my fancy black dress was fun. I took pictures on film, so it will be a while before I get them developed ( Read more... )

Someone recently told me that I was really good at manifesting things. She has a point, and I've been doing it more intentionally since then ( Read more... )

A truly beautiful thing:

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I'm proud of myself. I was assertive today. I had a bad feeling about my new co-worker at the cafe from the first time he worked with us a few weeks ago -- just too smarmy, outgoing in a creepy way. He consistently stands a little too close and is too friendly. He's married, but that doesn't reduce the creep vibe one bit ( Read more... )