random thought eruptions:
sunday morning after
brings sweet sunlight
break into the window blinds and
stir what's left of my brain
through my oh so translucent eyelids
today i got paid to walk outside in gorgeous weather. true it was only for 5 minutes, but at my pay rate that's...83c.
today, in a fairly drugged state, i made a comment that changed the way someone looked--for the better, i think. i asked my boss if he had ever considered contacts (because he always has glasses on), and he said no, he couldn't. turns out the glasses he's always peeking over are reading glasses. i asked him why he wears them all the time... he walked away on some errand or another. i noticed, though, that whenever he didn't really need them, he didn't have his glasses on. man i am a sucker for a guy with big gorgeous brown eyes. mrrf. damn drugs!
today i gave one of the guys i work with a copy of my WIP poetry book to read. i think i'm still going to add text to it, and i KNOW i'm going to add images, but he got the bulk. i wonder what he'll think...
i put in spott's "ellen degeneres here and now" dvd just to watch ellen sing the first verse of "shoop". that has got to be one of the most twisted-in-a-sexually-charged-way bits i have seen. come on... 40 something lesbian rollin that pelvis. twisted. and thoroughly amusing.
hey i just got a great idea for the cover of my book. i'll kick my feet up, hold & start writing in a notebook in my lap, and have someone take a good hi-res pic that gets my hands, writing, and feet in it. i guess it would have to be a pretty, sunny day, and the background has to be bright but not bright enough to over-contrast the subject... i hate when i can see a photo image in my head, and i know i'll never get it in an actual image unless i spend the million years trying to get it right sketching it... and then that's not even a guarantee. i am entirely too much a perfectionist. especially when it comes to my own art. <shrug>
now all i need is a title.
it smells like goulash in my house. when i told spott i was making that for dinner, she got all excited. she had never had goulash before i made it for her. sad, really. that is one of the simplest, yummiest dishes i know.
and it warms up well... so i have lunch for tomorrow!
ok that is sad too. i'm excited about having lunch to take for tomorrow. ergh.
k bye now.
♥
sunday morning after
brings sweet sunlight
break into the window blinds and
stir what's left of my brain
through my oh so translucent eyelids
today i got paid to walk outside in gorgeous weather. true it was only for 5 minutes, but at my pay rate that's...83c.
today, in a fairly drugged state, i made a comment that changed the way someone looked--for the better, i think. i asked my boss if he had ever considered contacts (because he always has glasses on), and he said no, he couldn't. turns out the glasses he's always peeking over are reading glasses. i asked him why he wears them all the time... he walked away on some errand or another. i noticed, though, that whenever he didn't really need them, he didn't have his glasses on. man i am a sucker for a guy with big gorgeous brown eyes. mrrf. damn drugs!
today i gave one of the guys i work with a copy of my WIP poetry book to read. i think i'm still going to add text to it, and i KNOW i'm going to add images, but he got the bulk. i wonder what he'll think...
i put in spott's "ellen degeneres here and now" dvd just to watch ellen sing the first verse of "shoop". that has got to be one of the most twisted-in-a-sexually-charged-way bits i have seen. come on... 40 something lesbian rollin that pelvis. twisted. and thoroughly amusing.
hey i just got a great idea for the cover of my book. i'll kick my feet up, hold & start writing in a notebook in my lap, and have someone take a good hi-res pic that gets my hands, writing, and feet in it. i guess it would have to be a pretty, sunny day, and the background has to be bright but not bright enough to over-contrast the subject... i hate when i can see a photo image in my head, and i know i'll never get it in an actual image unless i spend the million years trying to get it right sketching it... and then that's not even a guarantee. i am entirely too much a perfectionist. especially when it comes to my own art. <shrug>
now all i need is a title.
it smells like goulash in my house. when i told spott i was making that for dinner, she got all excited. she had never had goulash before i made it for her. sad, really. that is one of the simplest, yummiest dishes i know.
and it warms up well... so i have lunch for tomorrow!
ok that is sad too. i'm excited about having lunch to take for tomorrow. ergh.
k bye now.
♥
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I'll have to try your suggestions... but with the 3rd day of October the bloody mess is gone and the pain went with it! Thank Goddess!