He said, and I quote, “Don’t. You’re not the problem.”
At which point I burst out laughing, because in one sense, he’s absolutely correct. Anyway, I really needed that laugh, because life is FUCKING GRIM right now. RILLY. FUCKING. GRIM.
Month: April 2011
If it ain’t one thing it’s two
I just wrote 230 words of self pity, and backspaced over every one. Universe, you can thank me later.
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Yeah though I walk through the valley of minor annoyances
I will fear no evil, because I am sleepy.
weekend’s over
Keith left at 1:45 after gaming, waking me up, and I didn’t get back to sleep until 5, which is not particularly helpful on a work night. I will have to have a talk to him about that.
I have lots and lots of other things to talk about that are making me wildly crabby, but I won’t, because that’s the role of middle aged people in this culture. We’re supposed to suck it up, carry on, and keep everything running smoothly for everyone else.
Hey hey my my Ai Wei Wei
One of the most brilliant and humane artists of this or any century is Ai Wei Wei. I recently saw a documentary segment on Frontline about him and both Jeff and I were blown away at how amazing he is. He’s being set up for a long jail sentence.
The church spring potluck was last night. It went very well and in the end, as always, there was enuff fud. I contributed two entrées, set up, clean up, butter, a starch dish and the Tapioca Song and I was exhausted when I got home. Paul turned up for as much as he could stay for and contributed his best ever quinoa salad and home made bread.
Roger Ebert
I played an April Fool’s Day prank on a bird
He didn’t say anything, but I can tell he wasn’t happy.
somewhat better
The sleep fairy let me go until 4:55 which was decent of her.
Now I am transcribing African American folk tunes into Songwriter. One of them doesn’t seem to work at all, and the other is a very sad song about a woman crying for her dead little girl. I’m also learning about accent notes in music.