kenyon

hhmm . . . insomnia strikes again.

i wish i was a witch. not, like, a wiccan, but an old-style village witch with herbs drying from the rafters and tons of knowledge and midwifery skills. alla that. then i could brew up some sleeping draught.

i _have_ tried chamomile, which is kinda calming but is relatively weak. valerian is really supposed to do the trick,...
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anyone here in a celibate, monogamous relationship? or ever been in one?

sometimes i'm so badass it just plain hurts.

at your left: the face of insomnia.
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i'm seriously devoting my entire weekend* to revising a three-page grant proposal. i know, but 1) it's the stickler poem-editor in me, and 2) i really need the $! as long as this type of revision is confined to the page, and doesn't bleed over into how i view myself, or other people.

*i have taken several...
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*sigh* off to salvation army to scout out that perfect pair of fire-engine red 40's pumps to re-sell on ebay. off to meet my sliding-scale $ quota for the day. this is without sarcasm: i love being a bottomfeeder! without us, the social fabric would just remain dusty in someoen's attic somewhere.

i love drunken, latenight, overly-exuberant phone messages from friends professing love ten different ways. especially if my ringer's off and i don't hear them 'til next morning

i think i have a problem with smiling women which probably reflects some sort of media-induced brainwashing. i just noticed that my profile pic, as well as the profile pics of my favorites, and in fact all the pics in my favorites folder (save 2 that allow for a sort of "knowing" smirk/sneer) are deadpan. fashion models don't smile, right? at least, not the high-fashion...
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I miss SF

it's all about Manko's journal. so great.

stopped in my old home town today. went to a lingerie shop that i'd never set foot in during the 14 years i lived there. uppity, overpriced.

the two women who worked there had that divorced-and-hating-it look. they seemed unhappy, and were obviously eyeballing my scruffy getup. but i didn't dislike them at all, it was weird....
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it's all about Manko's journal. so great.

it's alraedy shaping up to be a weird day.

there's nothing like the feeling of getting rid of [almost] everything you own. i'm getting way close. art supplies present a problem. as do shoes, clothing items, makeup, cds, and poetry books/comix [most books will hopefully always be found in some library or other].

my friend chloe freaked out when i described recklessly stuffing an old cabbage patch kid i'd unearthed into a goodwill bag....
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