If you wear the mermaid suit

Friday, 25 November, 2005

We were originally planning to have folks out for Thanksgiving. Then G’s parents from Hawaii bailed, and then my sister couldn’t come because it’s her dad’s year for Thanksgiving, and my mom was going to California … we invited Simon, who’s in the States from Belgium, but then we found out we’re going to be dogsitting for pal Skip’s epileptic 2-year-old border collie, who is more static when having a seizure than when not. I tried to tell Simon to come anyway, but didn’t end up getting ahold of him, which is unfortunate, but it ended up being just us, which was lovely. We cooked all day and then met folks for pool & pinball & drinks afterwards.
The benefit of having the most leftovers in the world is that now I don’t have to worry about producing food all weekend, and I can just sit in my room and do an entire term’s worth of homework!

(song: “Fill Me With Your Light,” Clem Snide)


Or maybe there’s a lot

Monday, 14 November, 2005

I got Knitblog up today. Comments over there work, sort of, so I am going to see if I can figure out what’s right over there that’s wrong over here. In the meantime, there is discussion of a cabled hat, with cute pictures. Aww.

(song: “Firefly,” The Plains)


There’s an awful lot of stars out here

Saturday, 12 November, 2005

Scraped up my elbow this morning falling off the couch trying to get to the radio: Click & Clack were playing the Old 97s. I don’t think I’ve ever heard them on the radio (possibly because I don’t listen to KEXP as often as I should) so it was very exciting. And now my elbow hurts.

Last week I had to go out to a software company out on the Eastside to get an ID card and stuff for my work. It was an adventure but not too scary. I might have to learn to drive in order to be able to go out there on my own in the future. Oh no, Lauren in a car!!
But I still feel like I’m playing grown-up at work and am being totally transparent — it’s obvious to me that I have no idea what’s going on, but no one else seems to notice. I’m still figuring out how well I’ve convinced them of my adulthood, and I seem to be doing OK: last week I asked if I could have a footrest and a mousepad with a wrist rest, and they just came.

(song: “Bel Air,” Old 97s)


If she contradicts herself two times today

Friday, 4 November, 2005

Dogwood Winter is, I think, this winter’s album for listening to while sitting at home alone in a clean house on the couch with a warm dog on top of my feet and noisy weather outside and homework to do.

(song: “Hard Being Right,” A.J. Roach)


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