road trip!

Francisco and I are planning a trip for April. I do believe this is the first vacation we've planned together, just the two of us. Baby steps. We're driving to the Grand Canyon via SoCal and Vegas. We'll have an extra day to piddle around the Arizona/Utah border before flying back. I am super excited because I haven't really seen any inland parts of this fine country of ours. I jump from coast to coast, with no real concept of how big and empty everything in the middle is. Someday I'd like to do the classic cross country road trip. It is time for a break! I've been working hard, rarrrr. Oh wait, April is still far away. Damn you March, you're blocking the show! I can't see around your stupid fat changing-seasons head.

We got assigned seat tickets for opening weekend of Watchmen. I guess March has a few good things going on. You are an ok month. Just barely breaking even. And so sneaky. You always come upon me sooner than I think you should. Chomping on February's tail a little overenthusiastically there, don'tcha think? Poor, short February.

Bedtime!

the monster stirs

I'm at the golden point in my sickness, where it no longer hurts to look at tv or words, but I'm still weak enough not to get antsy with all this lying around. I really wish I had some crap sci fi to read right about now. I already spent 45 minutes painstakingly biting off all my fingernails, and it was glorious. I also spent an hour watching those onion news videos, two hours catching up on a few internet comics, an hour doing nothing but looking at the ceiling and thinking about how weird it looks, and half an hour reading some horrendous erotica. Does anyone else have the experience I have when emerging from a fever, where everything looks different? Crisper maybe, and strangely sized. It tricks me into thinking I look good, when I probably look more like a closet monster.

I called in sick today. I might've been able to pull it together to come in for the afternoon at least, but today is my reward day, for a weekend of pain. We all deserve to cash in on that borderline sick day. It's what fully cures us. Plus, it's awesome. I loved my mom's rule growing up that if I had a fever one day, I would not go to school the next day. I've followed it loyally through my adult existence, and it's never steered me wrong.

And anyway, it's President Day or something. My roommates are downstairs watching tv. Really, it's bullshit that Francisco or I should have to work at all. Francisco, get your butt home and make me an omelet.

I didn't even try to make sense today.

I am thinking of a word
and it rhymes with gay
reads the same in both directions
and it's what the kiddies say.


yyyyaaaaaayyyyyyy



I'm glad it's raining. Drought be gone. The sidewalks kinda smell crappy when it first starts raining, but now that we're a few days into this moist slog of gravity and pressure systems, the streets smell clean-ish again. Let's hear a big meh for the neutral smells!

People are out partying tonight. It's friggin cold though, and I hear most of the girls called it quits on girls night by the time I got home from work, so I don't feel too bad missing out. I know there's a little ooontz going on, and I've never been to Shine before, but whatevs. Tomorrow is VDay and I'd like some breakfast in bed please! I'd like one of those cereal boxes with the prize in the bottom, but instead of being filled with cereal, it's filled with a breakfast I can actually stand behind. Like eggs. A box full of veggie omelet. Or how about a green smoothie, in a box. All seeping out from the creases. All nasty, and green, and in my bed.

Focus, lady! Jeez, your mind is all over the place tonight. Keep your eye on the prize. If you don't know what you're asking for, no one's ever gonna give it to you! And you're not even drunk! You stayed home and ate fish, remember?

Rainbow after midnight
Use your nose to find the end
She smells before she leaps
and can't say no to a friend

Leave your quarters on the table
Dance away, donate your chair
We don't know where this things going
but we're together
we're alive
As a team we're supersized!


Good night internets. I am caught in your web. The only thing that can cut me out now is societal collapse, or death. Brrrrr, it sure is cold tonight.

Toot!

I could've sworn I wrote a more recent entry here. Something at least mildly positive? I guess it doesn't matter.

Today I've been thinking about the quality of leisure time, and the unexplored benefits of working. I generally have a lazy mindset, and think not working is always better than working, but in tracking my happiness and level of satisfaction this week, I discovered this is clearly not true. There is almost no correlation between how happy I am and whether or not I'm working, so I've decided to spend my free time in better ways. Today I practiced playing a small trumpet, and sang a bit with full stomach extended and some head voice power that I normally hide in my memories. I also danced for a bit. It turns out I have plenty of energy left after a day at work, as long as I don't immediately fall into the couch with remote and beer in hand. I think it's fine to do that sometimes, but not every weekday. Today I give myself the gift of an hour or two of totally awesome fun things first, before romancing the couch.

Actually, I've been so distracted by the super awesome fun times that I forgot to eat dinner. So hungry. To think that I could forget about a meal. That almost never happens. Maybe my goal should be to have such fun times that I stop thinking about what I'm eating and when my next meal is.

Literature mentioning aspects of introversion has entered my life from 3 different angles today. So I'm thinking about that too. although, not this very moment, because I'm too hungry. Enough computer! Chop chop.