Archive for July, 2003

This augurs well

Published on 26 July 2003

Today started auspiciously:

Saturday morning, my one time all week to sleep in without impunity, and I woke at 6:30 a.m.
As I opened the freezer door for coffee beans, something green smashed on the floor: a bottle of exploded ginger beer that I’d put in to quick-chill Thursday night. Oops. It made quite a slushy, slivery […]

Packing-tape blues

Published on 23 July 2003

This week I’ve finally started getting semi-serious about packing up my stuff in preps for the move, which starts this weekend but won’t be finished until the next time D. can bring his van up — mid-August, I’m hoping. It’s amazing how even the duh-simplest tasks, like packing CDs or organizing my files (and the […]

I’ll show you mine if you show me yours

Published on 18 July 2003

So I just realized that I have a couple of those JS coupon dealies to give away . . . too bad I can’t use it on my own account, which expires next Tuesday. I’ll be happy to trade ‘em with someone in the same predicament, however.
I need to hop in the shower soon — […]

Up, up and away

Published on 17 July 2003

It’s not uncommon for me to have airport/-plane dreams before I’m about to travel, though usually they involve being late for my flight and packing in a whirlwind and driving at breakneck speed to catch it. Two nights ago, however, I had a dream that I was in an airport on my way to Canada. […]

Because they wanted to

Published on 11 July 2003

I know I’m in a dismal mood when I reread books I’ve read countless times. Tonight I read several Mary Gaitskill stories after work. I’m not sure if they make me feel comforted in their familiarity and general stunningness or if her accurate descriptions of the shifts and shivers that take place between people only […]