This should be the tale of my thirtieth year.

1.15.2005


Mr. CP waves.


Countryside.


Walkers.

Clear as mud.

I am glad to have my living place settled, but my brain is still twirling and whirling with all that is left to do in the next two weeks. This has, with great unhappiness, left me self absorbed and lacking in politeness. Please forgive me.

Against my better judgment, I went for a bit of a walk with The Household and The Catpeople. It think it turned out to be a good idea. A bit of a clearing of the head and working of the body.

Tomorrow...packing.

Oh, and upon reading what Jillo had to say, I felt compelled to fly to the wilds of the midwest.


A light in the window.

The missing thirteenth.

I've been having technical difficulties (with the computer and my brain). This is the missing entry from the 13th. There isn't one for the 14th.

Caught my eye.

A light in the window sometimes appears. It is up to us to notice such things.

I am now with a legal agreement for living quarters. This is good.

I must call my people.

I have been dreaming of laughing.

1.12.2005


At the fishin' hole.

Eye glow.

Solid, frantic, phone call day.

Sweet watching my boy up and down the escalator with his Mommy.

Movie hide out night, inspired by fine eyes.

Can't we all just be honest?
Smile.

1.11.2005


Time warp.

Zoom, zoom, wiggle, wiggle.

Up and back to the city with some sale shopping at Ikea along the way.

Got a good deal on curtains.

Got some traffic frustration in town.

Got some polite, amused rejection, or maybe it was hesitation, regarding my previous income and renting living quarters. Thank goodness for generous parents.

Played with cutie patootie A-man, who apparently was very excited when he found my camera (which I had left on the couch). Too bad because it was a pretty day in the city.

Dear Spur...

"Life is not a problem to be solved, but a mystery to be lived."

I just thought of you. I am proud of you and love you bunches!

J

1.10.2005


Grr. This flag tastes GREAT!

Finding my way through the fog.

Having anxiety dreams, probably because I'm having anxiety. Ain't that always the way?

Headed up to WC this morning (after having to peel myself out of bed) to look after my Little Mighty Mouse. He's so cute. He's getting more curious about things and very enthusiastic. Had lunch with he and his Mom, then he and I played until his Dad got home. I didn't manage to catch a smile, or even a good picture, but...

Doing my winter zigzag through the gamut of emotions, all the way realizing how little I am getting done, and how much I am retreating from the world. It is supposed to sunshine for a couple of days, so that will hopefully wash it all away.

I have been thinking about my girls, and how close they are to finishing up with the academics. I wish them strength and sunshine for their endeavors.

1.09.2005


No adult can resist the train.


Doesn't he look brooding.


A-man plays with a present from The Catpeople.

Hidy Hole TV Land Escape Pod

Back from the absence. I spent the last couple of days, still hiding out at the Homies'. I hope the fruits of my labor will be sweet and nourishing. In the meantime, I hold my breath, turn blue, and wonder what I'm missing out on in other people's lives. I keep realizing at around midnight, that there are phone calls I didn't make.

I came back to S & B's last night to watch A-man so they could have a hot date. When he went to sleep I ordered pizza and flicked on the TV. Watched a couple of episodes of a certain HBO series I hadn't seen before. Though I don't relate too much with the character's, it did get me excited about having my OWN place and being able to explore my own style. I then caught part of a documentary about a housefull of hippy, drug addict, dragish queenish performers living in SF in the late 60's early 70's. It fit right in with my amazement at this place that seems to be such a crockpot for individualism. I really can't say I think I could have survived SF in those days, but it would be kind of cool to see it.

The Catpeople came over for dinner this evening, and I made a sort of cioppinno (sp?) with crab, shrimp, and fish. It was pretty tasty, and we had fun playing.