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[23 Jun 2008|11:20am] |
Morning. It is Monday, and with such renewed vigour am I found! Oh is this the bliss of a newfound week with no evening shifts until Friday? I think it would be!
Janine, I hope your trip goes well, and your dress it doth shine. When you get back, here is a story I wrote before. Many moons ago. I think it would work beautifully with your pictures. I will write something new, but as you know I have to wait until inspiration hits.
http://zoomeister.livejournal.com/902703.html
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[23 Jun 2008|11:46am] |
We've done this all before. It's a quiz. Funny how the whole thing remains a pointless endeavour, rather befitting this journal. And yet, oddly compelling.
( Read more... )
Right, i'd better get Monday over with. See you later.
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[23 Jun 2008|03:28pm] |
I used to be able to rely on Monday lunch to be at least mildy quiet, a calm after the storm. A time to reflect on a hard weekend, a nice, quiet day. To do some cleaning, perhaps. To gain equilibrium.
Not a chance. Fifty one. Fifty goddamned one. Where are they coming from? This is a village!
It's over, at last. But again, i'm off for only one day. And then the whole thing begins anew. Before that, tomorrow is the big night. I am going to look amazing. For someone who used to be self deprecating about their appearance, that's a good thing. The way I see it is, I just don't give a fuck what people think. That's how I got over it.
I'd best find out what i'm going to wear.
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[23 Jun 2008|03:54pm] |
I've just been outside to watch the birds. There were no birds out, because they don't appear when you're there. Not usually. Sometimes a little blackbird will scamper about in a close proximity, but he's probably near his nest. Shoving a goddamned worm into a baby's beak or something.
Sometimes when I sit outside, the sun is a baking and unpleasant reminder of inner depression, of the soul in anarchy. Today, I just felt calm. I haven't felt calm for such a long time, at least never so close after work. And what a work it was.
I think because of recent possibilities involving what i'm going to be doing, and knowing i've got some good advice on how to do it gives me some settling in my usually tired and fraught state. That, and i've found someone very talented who wants to work with me. That's pretty awesome. I always love it when someone says that they admire my writing, but when they like it so much they want to work with me because of it, that's a buzz I can't describe.
I feel like I have new impetus, new invigorations, and there is no limit to what I can do.
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