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I wasn't expecting her to drop by. Just home from work, I busied myself in the kitchen, cleaning up in order to start making supper. My 'kitchen' isn't exactly a true kitchen - it's more of a hallway lined with cupboards, ugly wallpaper, & appliances. One end opens to a dining area/living room, and the other opens to the entryway, with my apartment's front door. "OH!" I exclaimed, surprised to see the front door open. She was carrying a large patchwork quilt. The quilt's size required her to enter the apartment backwards, opening the door by leaning on it so that both hands are free to keep the quilt from falling. You can't tell her age by looking at her, but she is definitely older than me. With her heavy coat on, bundled against the cold, it looked like she was having trouble keeping the quilt from falling.I saw her glance down at the strewn shoes on the floor under her feet, surprised at the mess I had left in her path. "Hello?" I said.Her eyes met mine, and her jaw dropped open."OH! I'm sorry - wrong apartment!"With that, she was gone.
 Daily Condition:in CD player solar twins, solar twins my condition: unhappy to be back at work after a 3-day weekend
Give us room to dance, a room to dance inGive us room to roar, a room to roar in,When our voice is heard, there the trees breakWhen we hear our feet, sing on a floorboard.
Daily Condition:in cd player: ruth mackenzie, kalevala - dream of the salmon maiden my condition: working through a tiny cold *cough*
I can see my reflection in it -- I never realize how dirty it is until I actually clean it. Sure, it's white, it's glossy, I flush water through it regularly, so it looks okay, but it's not really okay. The glossiness is dulled by the crap I put in it, and no amount of water will get it really clean. It takes scrubbing, a touch of cleanser, and some time to bring it back to looking like new. Once I've gone over it, then I realize what was missing before. It absolutely shines, just like on TV - I hate to use it, muck it up again, but I can only hold back so long.I cleaned my toilet yesterday!
I need spontaneity in my creativity. I've thought about going into business, or going back to school, or just changing my lifestyle to do the things that I am proud of: art, design, programming, etc. The only problem is that I can't muster enough energy to stick to any one of my options for a 40-hour week. Some programming here, some design there, some art here & there, until my spare time is filled with little projects. I've done enough to demonstrate talent, enough probably to get me a job, but why would I choose to crush my hobbies under deadlines & supervisors?
Derek Is Reading:Dreamships, by Mellissa Scott
Derek Recommends:restaurant: Hong Kong Chinese Restaurant 921 4th Ave N, Fargo (the old Pearl restaurant
For unexpected yet obvious reasons, hits on this website have increased significantly due to the fact that one of my editorial entries uses both the word "yoni" and the word "lingam". I love the internet!
Daily Condition:in cd player: Moby, moby my condition: reading The Onion
I swerved quickly to avoid the abandoned unopened bag of potato chips lying in the street. First, I wondered how a full bag of potato chips ended up in the street. Did they blow out of the back of a pickup, or were they deliberately discarded for some unknown reason? My second thought was -- damn, that would have been cool to run over! *pop* - chips everywhere!
FOX - DARK ANGEL - Max rescues Normal from a ring of art thieves; Logan asks Max to a family wedding (CC) (TV14)So, Dark Angel has gone from being a post-apocalyptic science-fiction show about genetically augmented military projects, to being a sitcom? 'Art thieves' & 'non-dating people attending a wedding together' makes for a GREAT sitcom storyline!
I'm officially an eBay Seller now!
Daily Condition:in cd player: information society, hack my condition: trying to sustain energy to finish a job that I'm actually getting paid for...I hope to be finished by this weekend at the latest.
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