lists, lists, things ( Read more... )

after collecting sunburn on the left side of my face but not the right ( = the car ride home from work ), i now have oil-free sunblock just for my upper-parts. still greasy though. and little bits of acne are forming on my temples, looking like braille when a little bit of light reflects on my skin. so it's basically fun, and so is having a farmer' ( Read more... )

the world is full of eyes and i's. especially the internet journal-y world ( Read more... )

the new clothing rack in the bedroom fell last night because it was too full, i guess. i found it this morning, all the shirts and pants collapsed in a smushed heap over the air conditioner. then just now i tried to turn it around and hang up the apparel again, only to have it fall on my head as i was bent over picking up another set of hangers. ( Read more... )

the anxiousness of job-ness is a bit kicking, but not terrible. it's probably just the unpaid bills that are throwing my tension into heavy mental swings. i just checked out a few pharmaceutical sites but didn't see anything i'm looking for. i swear it's because it's me & because the specific job title i need to search for is hidden, for what ( Read more... )

tonight was the relay for life. the reflection garden hetrick gardens did was quite beautiful & everyone seemed to adore it, especially sitting down in the cypress-cut chairs. though only tammy & scott were acknowledged in thanks, not hetrick gardens as a business, at least in the loudspeaker announcement ( Read more... )

quotes from matt's birthday mug--

every flower is a soul
blossoming in nature.

peace begins with a smile.

better than a thousand
hollow words is one
word that brings peace.

in all things of nature there is
something of the marvelous.

simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.

foop, hoofah ( Read more... )

it is gorgeous outside, nearly perfectly, though soon to storm, and the zip code is 19512 ( Read more... )

final paper--
14 pages, finished.
finished-finished-finished.
not yet revised,
but finished.

no more writing it.
the time is 5.04 am.
i was wide awake anyway.
and i actually enjoyed
writing this paper,
unlike that 20 pager
for dr. terman.

happyhappy, sick
in the stomach, but
delighted. perhaps
naively. in other
words, it's over.