I had the most godawful day at work yesterday. We didn’t have enough beds for everyone because we got so many stupid internet reservations. So my supervisor and the manager were going around to all the rooms putting air mattresses in because that’s all we could do, we were out of rollaway beds, and meanwhile [...]
call her green, for the children who’ve made her
Archive for June, 2004
The Sensualists by Theodore Roethke “There is no place to turn,” she said, “You have me pinned so close; My hari’s all tangled on your head, My back is just one bruise; I feel we’re breathing with the dead; O angel, let me loose!” And she was right, for there beside The gin and cigarettes, [...]
I’m taking a poll. Chainmail bikini top: yes or no?
God damn it! I just want my feet to stop itching!
Gelato and sea breezes are good for the soul.
I feel…at peace. For the first time in a very long time. I still have the same work to do, the same pressures on me, but somehow, it doesn’t matter. I feel…happy. And calm. Like I will get everything done in my own time, and nothing can change that or bother me. I don’t know [...]
It’s always so hard to know whether my sister is actually blowing me off or if she’s just trying to sound cool. Every time I ask her to come visit me she says that we wouldn’t have any fun because I have such wierd friends and she would want to go to the mall and [...]
Never underestimate your family, both for their power to harm and to heal.
This is the situation for which murder mysteries were invented.
In that first hot burst of anger you believe you can do anything, but as the weeks drag on and that first flash of energy is gone, you start to doubt yourself, and to wonder why exactly you are working so hard for so little visible result. Why did you say you wanted to do [...]