This morning, i think I'm just one of the luckiest women alive. I don't have to obsess about anything since Shannon has agreed to spend nights at Madstop until he moves, and there's a new picture of Melli on the Web. She doesn't usually look this goth but since i have a weakness for goth girls I am just in love love love with this picture. (Goodness. i'm sappy.)
But there she was this morning getting fitted for her wings/Leather boots, magenta hair, and saying nasty things/I'd say she was an angel, but it's stupid and it's obvious/I said you'll hate it here 'cause we're the only ones like us/it's crypto-fascist mania, it's silicon deliria/"Yeah," she said, "You're right, but I like the cafeteria"
I didn't get a tattoo this weekend, but I made an appointment for tomorrow.
What else? Oh, i took a roll and a half of pictures of Eastlake and environs a couple of days ago, and when I get the last half-roll shot, I'll be sending them off to be developed.
I spent yesterday on Capitol Hill. I was walking down the street, and someone sitting on a stoop said, "Excuse me young--" and I turned, looked at him, determined he didn't have anything I wanted, and kept on walking. At the moment I did that, he interrupted himself to say, "Hey, she's pretty!"
One unsolicited compliment can keep me flying high for hours. (But it has to be unsolicited.)
Nothing else for today, except that I am busy at work, Shannon got the apartment that he wanted and is moving out the 15th, I will be meeting a prospective roommate this weekend, and I have conceived a plan to get myself out of debt by year's end, and things are, at the moment, going pretty well.
Ohmygoodness. I was reading Tesserae's journal and when she said she was eating tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches, I thought, "hey...that sounds tasty!" It's been a month and a half since I've had any real thoughts about food other than the base desire to make the growling in my stomach stop or to eat to drown out the bad thoughts and feelings that have been everpresent...(I've resisted, mostly. go me.)
So, tonight's dinner will probably be tomato soup and grilled cheese. Because I want to celebrate the miracle that is being able to think about food in the concrete sense of "I'm hungry and I want to eat it because it tastes good" and not this abstract half-hunger half-emotional outlet weird thing I've been doing.