2002-12-19 - 12:10 a.m.: mouthwash

when i consider the waste of a day of a life... i find myself considering the slow drip of water off an icicle in the sun. there is nothing one can do about the diminishing icicle. it will diminish. the thing is to save the water in a bucket for a sweet, cool drink later on.

the sun is bright and hot and persistent, after all.

i got the rest of my x-mas shopping finished, today. i'm a little ashamed of what i bought. they are good gifts, but so small. they cannot possibly say anything about how i feel. how much i can love. i decorated them with lovely brown and blue and green paper and bronze-colored ribbon. it helps.

blab blab blab at the pave... wrap it around your interrogating thumb.

ha! he left some grass for me. :) how sweet.

(also, i have nothing to say. i have a place to live in north carolina, right now. i am learning french in two weeks for $62. i am melted and sleepy. my voice has been scraped out of my throat.)

i spoke to luscious today on the phone. he was sweet and i could feel his sunburn through the wire. he made me smile.

ummmm... i think i'm in the mood for opera music. i have none. perhaps i shall open the window, instead.

goodnight!

inward...outward