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evening update
not much to report. quiet day. worked from home. stomach is better. thought about taking myself out for coffee tonight but decided not to risk the recently calmed belly. so instead, about to curl up on the new bed with the cats and cuddle a bit before sleep. hope your day went well.
watching it go under
i always say i hate being right about this kind of thing. and i really do. but sometimes, honestly, i have to laugh for the regularity with which it happens. my ex-employer has gone under. as expected. as predicted. as i said they would if they didn’t change things. it’s annoying, really. to see people ignore you because they can’t stand that you can see something they cannot. to have them deride and antagonize you for it as if, somehow, their inability indicated you are in error. i have often tried to explain how it is that i can see some […]
monday morning
it rained like hell last night. i could use another three or four hours of sleep. bleary-eyed. i’m thinking about something someone said to me last night. i think too fucking much, i know, but i also know it isn’t always a bad thing. i remember trying to decide if i should leave Leighla’s father. it didn’t take long for me to figure out that ‘for the children’ was the worst manner of lie. kids grow up and take their cues from how they see their parents act and interact. the last thing i wanted to do was teach my […]
necessary ramble
“We are friends by necessity.” I’m not certain what it means. We must be friends? We are friends only because we cannot be more? I think both sentences apply. It makes me smile that this was how it was given to me. Although I suppose it is a miserly thing to be so happy that another endures the same sense and feeling when that sense and feeling are longing and wanting and missing and lacking. Misery loves company, I suppose… but I would hardly call this misery. Every moment spent is delight and I have refused and will ever refuse […]
sunday morning
sometimes, it seems time moves slower. this weekend feels like it has been about eight days long. that’s a good thing, but i am sitting here wondering why the perspective is so different. i think it must be because i’ve done a lot more than i’m used to doing and perhaps my mind interprets that as requiring more time. or something. er, i just woke up (less than three minutes ago) so there’s no telling what’s going to be landing on the page. heh. my silly cats. they are fascinated by the water swirling in the toilet. let them hear […]
shooting star
the horizon perfect backdrop for fiery, vehement glory coming closer brilliant smile daughter mine shining life