5/23: We drive to sidewalks because there are none on our street. I miss them, and I don't know where to park.
5/24: Our yard would be good for playing volleyball.
5/25: I buy a volleyball net for our yard, then can't set it up. The directions make no sense. There are lines that lead to nothing, arrows that point up and down. It's ridiculous and infuriating. I don't even play volleyball.
5/26: We play volleyball for about twenty minutes, and I wake up painfully sore in one leg.
5/27: It's astounding what we can debate.
5/28: The clouds look like meringue.
5/29: We walk outside with our coffee. There's nowhere to sit. "Want to sit at the bus station?" L. says. "Okay," I say.
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5/24: “I’m fine. I’m having a great time,” the old man says. “I don’t know about you.” The woman on the driftwood log next to him snaps back in retaliation, but we’re too far away to hear it. Ah tension on the beach.
ReplyDelete5/25: Tide is out and people are clamming.
5/26: The puppy looks like a stuffed animal—just a little puff ball hopping after its owner, tiny ears flapping. A little boy can’t seem to leave it alone and tries to tag along on their walk, before his mom stops him and distracts him with the playground.
5/27: C says that the empty gym is from all the kids who went away for Memorial day and are now scrambling to get their work done.
5/28: A baby elephant lives above us. Our walls shake when it stomps across the floor.
5/29: Penises all over my best friend’s car.
5/30: I’m surprisingly not the only one in the computer lab at 11:00pm. Yup, it’s definitely getting close to finals.
5/25: I still can't write about Cu without crying. Plus I'm getting sick so being emotional doesn't help.
ReplyDelete5/26: Left club early to try and get extra sleep, went to bed at 9:30, record for the quarter.
5/27: Helped out at SCD class today, it was weird being the "experienced" dancer...
5/28: Didn't sleep at all last night, laid in bed for two hours thinking about all the homework I still need to do, then got up and did some. My mother lectures me on how sleep will help me get better.
5/29: After class I came home and sat on my head, then next thing I knew I woke up in a pile of drool, my door was open and I'm pretty sure my roommate heard me snoring. Went to bed at 9 that night... new record.
5/30: Contemplating getting a tattoo, after talking to many poeple I still have no idea where I should put it. I haven't told my mom yet. I'm supposed to do that tomorrow. Thats my biggest worry, what she thinks.
5/31: took me forever to get to sleep, even with the sleeping pill. I lay in bed stressing about all the work I have to get done for finals and all the stuff I have to do for moving out next weekend. I woke up with a upset stomach...my mom said she wonders why...
5/26 - The Music Man is kind of an asshole.
ReplyDelete5/27 - Road trip to Sonic. Wander through a marsh and imagine being chased. Overzealously drink away the stage fright. Vaguely remember something about being at a Jeopardy reading.
5/28 - My water is gone.
5/29 - I meet another Ryan and he invites me to his wedding.
5/30 - A man outside of the gas station explains to me that it would be better to smoke three cigarettes over 12 hours rather than six.
5/31 - I always forget how crosswalks work.
5/24- I saw a beautiful girl today. She didn't seem like a woman but she dressed like one. I liked watching her walk in her heels. She walked like no one else does. She was like one of those glossy photographed ladies in the '50's with those pinned curls and pearls and loose floral dresses. (This makes me miss my mother for some reason) No one dresses as lovely as this girl.
ReplyDelete5/25- As I become more eloquent in editor's speak, I become less eloquent in regular speak.
5/26- My choices have never had so many directions, yet all of them begin at one.
5/27- It's probably not a good idea to quit my job, not take summer classes to cover late GUR's, and simply travel and spend money with no money, but it feels necessary, like maybe, for once, I'll write and write and write and read, because nothing will be in the way, absolutely nothing. Maybe if I take everything away this summer, I will gain something large as a writer, and then maybe nothing, but that would be okay.
5/28- I would marry tom petty, even though I heard he's a bad boy.
5/29- I feel like competing with the other power couple.
5/30- I get really mad when I run up hills, like if you want to see me at my worst, meet me at the top of a hill. Hills aren't for tall people. Sometimes when faster hill climbers are at the top and waiting for you to be, and they cheer and clap and say, "Come on! YAY!" I almost think about knifing them.
(Sat) 5/23: Six months living on the coast and I’ve almost forgotten: Wenatchee summers are HOT.
ReplyDelete(Sun) 5/24: Crawl around a neighbor’s lawn if you’re interested in four-leaf clovers, but if you want a more impressive haul then walk around an orchard for a while. They’re usually exposed along the edges of the rows: big-leafed, upright, and mutated from tractor exhaust and chemical spray. It’s almost too easy.
(Mon) 5/25: It would be nice having a fictional sense—seeing the dead on street corners and cemetery lawns. I wonder if they’re bothered by all the attention they’re getting this weekend.
(Tues) 5/26: From 4:00 AM onward it’s nothing but traffic, fatigue, and the long, fierce Bellingham rain.
(Wed) 5/27: All day, it seems, we rest in sprawling, awkward, crime-scene poses, watching re-runs of "The X-Files" on our 18-inch television.
(Thurs) 5/28: I still haven’t eaten the rest of those Panda Puffs.
(Fri) 5/29: On the whiteboard there’s a quote from Kaia, the professor’s daughter: “Mama, you are a doctor, but you are not the kind of doctor who makes people feel good.”
5/26: I saw a puppy without seeing it. It was white and small, it’s busy nose picking up a million invisible scents.
ReplyDelete5/27: So much work to do and all I want is to lay here with you.
5/28: After friendship day, my soul sighs a big, “Ahhhhhhh”. It’s the best I’ve felt in weeks.
5/29: Tonight it was all about her. My good mood continues.
5/30: Cotton floats down to earth like summer snow.
5/31: I found out the real reason why I’m writing my story But now I can’t remember. Shit.
6/1: I should visit my comm professor today in her office hours. Naahhh. Not part of the routine. I must follow the routine. Deviation means chaos. Chaos means meaninglessness.
5/26/09
ReplyDeleteA man stands in the pouring rain, his t-shirt soaked. In front of him his car has its hood propped open, revealing a rusted engine. To the side is a bottle of what looks like dish soap. The man stands there and stares, looking hopeless.
5/27/09
I wonder how I would look in a blazer with a pastel-colored turtleneck.
5/28/09
Fluff from cottonwood trees is falling, swept by the wind. It looks like snow, falling from a cloudless blue sky. The fluff collects in the corners of streets and along sidewalks.
5/29/09
The rest of the violinists cradle their instruments like lovers. Their fingers tremble tenderly on the slender, wooden necks; and their bows rise in rolling unison.
But the soloist’s fingers run quick and bold over the strings. He stands in profile, his face shaking in effort and his body moving violently with the rapid exclamation of his bow. He looks like he is wrestling the instrument as if his life depends on victory. The music consumes him, fills him. When he finally tames it, he rocks gently on his feet, caressing the strings with the tips of his fingers as the notes rise like a sun off his bow, filling the quiet room. Above in the ceiling, silver light casings catch the stage-light and glimmer like stars in the blackness.
5/30/09
People look at you differently when you walk out of a store with fists full of alcohol versus when you do not.
5/31/09
Leo the mutt lies on his back all relaxed as I rub his tummy. I realize the he, full grown, is about the size of my head. I hate to see his little penis.
6/1/09
You know it’s the last week of classes when a boring class is packed on a hot, sunny day.
5/19 today Anthony turns 12. I potty trained him! man does that make me feel old.
ReplyDelete5/20 happy hump day, today is a day for margaritas!
5/21 as the sun sets below the mountains the waves reflect amber like hues throughout the bay
5/22 falling. i feel like i am falling
5/23 needed one day to sleep in and relax. act like a hermit.
5/24 SKI TO SEA!!! The view is fantabulous from the beer garden, maybe that is just from beers one, two, and seven
5/25 life is a bit more complete when you can drink on sunday and sleep in on monday. three day weekends should be legalized.
5/26 back to school after the chaotic weekend, weather looks like it will be great
5/27 the sun comes out, the daisy's smiling, pollen floating through my air ways...i hate allergies
5/28 My friend turns 22 today. Tomorrow will be for recovering
5/29 thirteen hours of celebration come to an end as we lay motionless on her linolium floor, because the coolness takes the nasuea away.
5/30 I take note to the bruises all over my body. I must have fallen a lot more than I realized...So i sleep it off in the sunshine at the beach.
5/31 I resemble that of a lobster. i need some solarcaine...i think my shoulder is swollen from being so badly burnt.
6/1 it is dead week and the first day of June...time has flown...i am ready to put this quarter of 20 credits and 4 english classes behind me...FOREVER
5/25 - It's rather depressing to go to dinner by yourself.
ReplyDelete5/26 - I try to get my mom to understand how to e-mail a file. When I get the file, I'm reminded of how good a writer I once was.
5/27 - I finally got to sing "Bohemian Rhapsody" when the audience mattered.
5/28 - A banana and chocolate milk will last me 4 hours. At 1, I crash, both from lack of food and lack of sleep. I somehow make it to food and a nap -- thankfully, they both work and I can function again.
5/29 - I'm obsessed with Rock Band. We played a random song and I had absolutely no idea how it went (even now), so I tried to just get the pitches without singing the words. One guy was like, "Does she not know the song?" Well, duh. Then this weird "ba, ba, ba" part came up and I hit the pitches an octave above, sounding very much like a banshee. It didn't help that my mom and sister joined in! One of our friends (and avid Rock Band hater) told me that if I didn't know the song, that I shouldn't try. haha! I want to be a banshee again!
5/30 - We find a measuring stick with a duck head on it. My mom takes it, saying, "This is how I find props!"
5/31 - Why does my dog continuously want to go outside?
5/26: I seal the envelope with a kiss. I wonder if you'll know.
ReplyDelete5/27: She won't last a minute. They've started placing bets for how long she'll be on staff.
5/28: My brother makes me a dish in pottery class. I keep it on my shelf.
5/29: My fish died today.
5/30: My father approves of the book I'm reading. I tell him that I'd read it even if he didn't.
5/31: Everything collapses when I want it the most.
6/1: "You are the piece to my puzzle," he says. She laughs and shoves him away.
5/25 - We try to feed the ducks, but their minds are elsewhere just like yours.
ReplyDelete5/26 - The last day of lowering prices. Ever. And for some damn reason it is just me and my manager doing the whole freaking store. Lovely communication.
5/27 - 12 page rough draft due on Friday, and Summit still isn't here, what if the driver lost the book?
5/28 - Another five hours in the library to look forward to.
5/29 - Finalized my Fall quarter, my last at Western, two 101 style classes paired with Editing and Publishing, almost didn't get in to the E&P class, I used to think who do you have to kill to get in there(not serious, just the world we live in)?
5/30 - I leave Joes, for the last time as an employee, I pull my employee of the month award and picture down off the wall, I feel this sense of sadness as I walk through those electronic sliding doors for the last time, having held this job for 1.5 years and knowing, that, forever more there will be one less Sporting goods store to shop at, and work.
5/31 - I slept in this Sunday for the first time since I can remember - Probably Christmas. I feel a little empty no longer being employed.
5/24-The guy asks me "do you need any help with your homework?" I'm vague...well, I'm working on a fiction story, I answer. "maybe we could make a story", he says and smiles.
ReplyDelete5/25-ahh! I'm officially in the Facebook vortex. Get me outta here!
5/26-I love that my daughter decorated a box and gave me a present. Inside was an old pair of my broken sunglasses. I doubt I will ever throw those away now.
5/27-My Johnny Depp crush continues...for life, I think.
5/28-I really do think my plants have feelings at times. I think if I move them off the shelf they might miss each other, they've been that way so long.
5/29-Comfort food. grilled cheese sandwich with tomato and avocado. mmmm...
5/30I might've mentioned this but there are notebooks all over my house with bits and pieces of writing. I should stick to one, but they are everywhere.
5/24/09:
ReplyDeleteGood food doesn’t always agree with digestion…Jesus my stomach feels bad. Good thing Benny Goodman is here to keep me company.
5/25/09:
The sticky feeling in his palms, along the tips of fingers, didn’t want to leave him. He went to the sink, a rank little porcelain job with a dimming bulb just above the shower and toilet, glowing brighter then softer in what must have been its death throes. He reached forward in the dimming light and twisted the metal knob, feeling what he thought was semi-dried tooth paste spittle or rancid water, an added flavor of disgust furthering his discomfort. He waited until the water came to a slight (but not literal) boil, easing his fingers in then cupping his hands together beneath the spout, letting go of the pool to splash into the tiny vortex of the sink before cupping together once more, again and again, eventually twisting it back to cold, letting the soothing liquid run over his skin with a fresh but welcome crispness.
5/26/09:
So I just watched Synecdoche, NY...man...that was depressing...
5/27/09:
That smell after you sneeze something horrible out is probably the most refreshing thing I can think of in the spring time.
5/28/09:
I just grew a wealth of respect for the teacher’s pet today in my history class. It was a begrudgingly awesome display.
5/29/09:
Someone at the “House of Bee” fortune cookie factory must have gotten a raise or something because I swear that the fortunes are getting better these days...
5/30/09:
I think it’s funny that I’ve never really known or seen an atheist in old age.
5/31/09:
The dark chocolate was smeared beneath his finger tips. The bar itself was in a large box shape, rectangular and compartmentalized in tiny cubes, the foil and paper wrapper exploded to one side. He fetched the bar between two fists and pressed the target end down at the coffee table and pushed downward at an angle, snapping off one chunk at a time before plopping it onto his tongue with a chaser of two-percent.
5/23: Just try to listen to R. Kelly's "Bump and Grind" without falling in love with the world all over again. I don't see nothing wrooonng....
ReplyDelete5/24: Oh, Mark Lamb. I've put your name away for safekeeping, alongside Ray Mills. Will you be a slightly misguided dishwasher in your next incarnation?
5/25: Memorial Day. Ahhh. Another missed holiday event at my dad's. I didn't have to get drunk or eat a burnt steak.
5/26: I have the elbows of a 65 yr old.
5/27: My sister says that while my dad acted as if he worked for the Make a Wish Foundation, she felt like she was a part of a cruel joke.
5/28: The post office on Prospect Street doesn't give a goddamn about anything except 4:55pm.
5/29: I'm reminded of my favorite Slim-Fast commercial...
Man: I've loved my wife through thick and
thin.
[footage of married couple, playfully interacting like teenagers, cut with old photos of wife when she was overweight]
Man: I loved her before, but now I really
love her!