life just got a whole lot better ( Read more... )

and the clock ticks on ( Read more... )

my week is all packaged up in neat little sections, ready for me to consume with my knife and fork in hand. schedualed up the ying yang, Im not panicing. I am not panicing. I am breathing in the organization and exhaling the matix. I pee at specified times. I eat when the bell rings. I salivate at the sound of a zipper opening ( Read more... )

well, I sure hate being sick. it really really sucks. I've been soooo drugged up for the last four days, it is a wonder that I've functioned at all. I woke up thursday morning with wickedly swollen glands - had I had tonsils, they would have been mighty big! with the nose blowing and coughing, the last few days have crawled by at an alarmingly ( Read more... )

I had a wonderful two hour nap on my couch this afternoon. I layed down and conked out cold. I dreamt furtive, wrestless dreams about work. the kind of dream that you could swear was something that has already happened to you once and you are recalling the anxiety a million times stronger. I was at work, serving tables. my head was elsewhere ( Read more... )

school is pooh. it is really hard to stay sitting for that long, in those uncomfortable chairs, while profs blah blah blah. makes my brain go crazy. half the class takes notes and the other half just watches. I cross my arms and legs in efforts to sit still. if I start writing I get too into it and I loose his train of thought. he is good ( Read more... )

last night was one of the best nights of my life. I took the opportunity to dance like I've always wanted to, but never dared. this was better than le parking, if we're talking about quality of the dance. stereo blew my brain out through my chest with its killer base and hopped up sound system (that is the best in the world I've heard for real- ( Read more... )

this past weekend at work I gave out a lot of bills that had number patterns on them: 73.37$, 34.56$, 98.98$, 102.20$, and the like. this doesnt usually happen, it is an anomolly. I wonder if it is a sign for something - the fact that the numbers are aligning in a seemingly contrived order may point to an aligment in the rest of my life... or ( Read more... )

jumping off the curb and running for the bus with short sticcado steps in my long jean skirt and suede clogs, I trapsed heavily through a lake sized puddle. the water cascaded into the air and clug to my clothes and legs, and filled my birkenstock clogs. it felt lovely. I cursed loudly in french and slowed my steps in a futile effort to reduce ( Read more... )

sleep hours packed into little, bit sized packages of five or less - exploded, flooded by an overloaded shipment of ten whole hours at once. Im not used to it, but I love it none the less. slipping out of an established rythme and conforming to the abnormal for a vacation. it feels good ( Read more... )