2005-09-27 - 7:28 p.m.

Robert just walked in and said "I meant to come and tell you today, you look very glamorous" Which is awesome and hysterical because I just threw on my sleeveless dress and put my hair in a ponytail because I had no time to actually pick an outfit this morning. Then he asked who was playing on my stereo and I said Joy Division, and he nodded his head a bit and said "They're good."

I had to just smile and agree.

My brother currently has a virus on his computer that won't allow us into anything we have to login to so I've been saving journal entries in word.

It's been a strange momentum that carries me within lately. My jaw floored me last night, out of nowhere, and thankfully Audrey had half a percocet to give me or I might not have made it home driving. It kicked in right as I hit 285 so I was able to concentrate. So with the haze of pain + painkiller I went wandering through the clouded rooms again.

I mainly spend my time reading now. Also, the 2006 Poet's Market is out and this time I'm scheduling in at least two submissions a month. And this time, if someone asks me to write an article, I will get my procrastinating ass in gear and do something with that opportunity instead of leaving the invitations littered around my bedroom floor like letters from lovers abandoned.

It's moving into winter and I can feel my eyes icing and my warmth withdrawing. I am so seasonal. So reactive to the nature around me.

We have to get Mammaw a brand new roof - hurricane practically stripped it, so we need to get on that so Christmas and Thanksgiving can still be held there.

Namaste, my lovelies. I do miss you.

ulterior motives - fortune telling