Huh. The mind is a blank. Or it is filled. One or t’other. So I’ll just list some thoughts and maybe it’ll help clear my mind out.
1. I was very let down by Project Runway. Mediocrity wins again my friends. Granted, Chloe made nice, well sewn clothes (I love how I apparently know about this kind of thing now), but man oh man, was she boring. They all were this year, there was no Jay or Austin Scarlett, but ugh, not a good finale!
2. A homeless man saw me walking in the alley, he was turning to come in and I was walking out. He stopped, pretended to read the Red Eye (everyone has one) and when I had passed, he continued on down the alley. I think he was trying to not scare me. It was really sweet and sad.
3. Tonight we go to Mia Francesca for dinner. Fancy.
4. I’m having a fantasy I might act upon (no no, its okay) about staying in a hotel room for a night by myself. I love John I do, truly. He’s lost a ton of weight and looks dang handsome, he always did, but now especially. But I can’t let go of the fact that I think I need some space. It’s been almost a year since we’ve lived together (WEIRD) and I just…I just…I want to be alone. Not for long, just for a night. Is that strange?
5. I just finished State of Fear by Michael Crichton. Good book, makes you re-think global warming and all the facts you think you have. And as my brother said at lunch “you can’t trust anyone or anything, you have to find out for yourself”. True dat big brother.
6. Now I’m reading “The Penelopiad” by Margaret Atwood, my hero. It’s her re-telling the story of Penelope and Odysseus from Penelope’s point of view. I read one of her short stories from Gertrude’s point of view (mother of Hamlet) even used it for a monologue audition piece once. She rules so much. I really would like to be her. Now she’s got her LongPen, so she can stay home on the couch. I love her more.
7. That’s it for today, I’m working on getting back to the gym and working hard, doing the things I know will make me feel better, listening to my weird mind and “finding out for myself”.
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