I STINK!!!!
I need a shower- want a bath though. I can't be arsed to do the first and can't do the latter as there is no tub here... boo hooo. Yet even if there where I doubt I would be brave enough to venture into its murky sulphery depths... Showering in water that smells like a stale fart is bad enough without wallowing in the stench. Its a tough fine line to tread... what smells worse? Me or the water? In a way its cool- I feel like a pioneer- trekking up the street with my 5 gal jug to get fresh cooking and drinking water! Sitting here listening to a CD compilation of remakes of the Dolly Patrons' song Jolene that my only fruit and bestest friend in the whole world (who now seems a whole world away) made for me 2 years ago. Feeling a little friendsick... Sorta like homesick, but I never really lived in one place too long so as to call it home. I miss the people that surrounded me more. Not that people here are not super nice, but the town is sooooooo small. I miss the city and seeing people I don't already know and who- in that creepy small town way- know exactly whats going on in my life even before I do! It's like some creepy S. King novel. It's only been a month and I am sure that once have been here a little longer I will acclimatize... or go crazy! I worked for the first time today and I must say that it feels damn good to be doing muscle therapy again after this 3 month hiatus. It will certainly help with the finances, but mostly it has helped me feel anchored to some part of who I am or was or whatever that felt like it was slipping away into the dusty hills along with the wind. I got to work on a really neat German lady who just finished chemo. She has an AMAZING outlook on life and made me feel like a total goob for internally bemoaning my fate. Lifes to fucking short.... yadda yadda... insert cliche here... But really it did help change my dreary misery to some semiglossy thing. She and her hubby are photographers, and mighty fine ones at that, who live about 8 miles up into the hills. I have been invited to come out for dinner and horseback riding! Should be a riot! Its been years since I was anywhere near a horse! Giddyup little doggie. and yee ha . Life always seems to somehow keep things moving along a ok path! Well, Rob will be home from work soon so I am going to be all domestic and cook some grub to put him in a happy tummy place where he will be up for some good loving!
I need a shower- want a bath though. I can't be arsed to do the first and can't do the latter as there is no tub here... boo hooo. Yet even if there where I doubt I would be brave enough to venture into its murky sulphery depths... Showering in water that smells like a stale fart is bad enough without wallowing in the stench. Its a tough fine line to tread... what smells worse? Me or the water? In a way its cool- I feel like a pioneer- trekking up the street with my 5 gal jug to get fresh cooking and drinking water! Sitting here listening to a CD compilation of remakes of the Dolly Patrons' song Jolene that my only fruit and bestest friend in the whole world (who now seems a whole world away) made for me 2 years ago. Feeling a little friendsick... Sorta like homesick, but I never really lived in one place too long so as to call it home. I miss the people that surrounded me more. Not that people here are not super nice, but the town is sooooooo small. I miss the city and seeing people I don't already know and who- in that creepy small town way- know exactly whats going on in my life even before I do! It's like some creepy S. King novel. It's only been a month and I am sure that once have been here a little longer I will acclimatize... or go crazy! I worked for the first time today and I must say that it feels damn good to be doing muscle therapy again after this 3 month hiatus. It will certainly help with the finances, but mostly it has helped me feel anchored to some part of who I am or was or whatever that felt like it was slipping away into the dusty hills along with the wind. I got to work on a really neat German lady who just finished chemo. She has an AMAZING outlook on life and made me feel like a total goob for internally bemoaning my fate. Lifes to fucking short.... yadda yadda... insert cliche here... But really it did help change my dreary misery to some semiglossy thing. She and her hubby are photographers, and mighty fine ones at that, who live about 8 miles up into the hills. I have been invited to come out for dinner and horseback riding! Should be a riot! Its been years since I was anywhere near a horse! Giddyup little doggie. and yee ha . Life always seems to somehow keep things moving along a ok path! Well, Rob will be home from work soon so I am going to be all domestic and cook some grub to put him in a happy tummy place where he will be up for some good loving!
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[Edited on May 27, 2004 6:03PM]