I am lounging around listening to Nick Cave and waiting for the dishes to dry so I can finish the rest. Now I suppose I *could* dry the dishes myself, but I am at Marc's and it is a typical bachelor's pad insuch that they have no actual dish towels, only paper towels and I would hate wasting a whole slew of them just to dry the dishes that will dry perfectly well on their on albeit not as quickly. Nick Cave normally has the effect to make me quite melancholy, especially the latest album, which I am listening to of course, because of deep associations with my most recent exboyfriend who I was with for many years. We were both huge Nick Cave fans, and listened to this album alot together and it therefore took on a pretty heavy significance in our relationship. But today it only makes me nostalgic, not for him, but for times back them that it brings to mind. I suppose I am getting over the pain of breaking up with someone that one thinks is their soulmate and moving on to just missing the closeness and friendship that we shared.
<i>o/~ And the ones you fear are wind and air, and I love you without measure, seems we can be happy now, better late then never o/~</i>
Yesterday Marc and I took the girls to his parent's house in Castro Valley, a long hot drive that ends high above canyons with a beautiful view stretching all the way back to the bay. His cousin and uncle who he hadn't seen in years were there along with his cousin's two children who were coincidentally very close in age to each of the girls, so the children had a fun evening of playing and jumping on the trampoline. I worked all of the puzzles in the house, solving all of them, even the one missing a piece. I really enjoy puzzles of all kinds, and I like to think I am pretty good at them, my mind works well, it can keep tally of many many details at once so that I rarely repeat combinations in my efforts to solve them. It was very enjoyable and now I am the puzzle champion there, having solved all of them twice, this time much more quickly then the last, tho these are difficult enough with enough different pieces that solving them once gives you but little edge to solve them again.
Yesterday I also cleaned out my closet, which was getting atrociously full. I thought to pull out perhaps one or two things, but quickly realized that there was a ton of stuff in there that I am only keeping out of nostalgia but that I will never wear again, gothy things, swing clothes, etc. So I pared down ruthlessly and took pictures of all the items which I will soon post on ebay. I feel better and if I get a good sum of money, perhaps I will treat myself to a shopping trip to some of the local vintage shops. I have lately been wearing alot of vintage clothing, my style is again shifting.. although it is as eclectic as ever so that isn't saying much.
Today Marc and I are cleaning, though he has at present run off to the hardware store to get some needed item or another. We got alot accomplished today, for him at least, car has new brakes, went shopping, cleaning the house.
My life is still disorderly as ever, I have so very much to accomplish before leaving for burningman. Just thinking about it gives me a gnawing sensation of worry in my stomach. I am perhaps, the biggest procrastinator ever. I despise doing things, although I am pleased when things get done. So perhaps I will trot off to finish the dishes now. I think later I am going to drag Marc down to the five and dime to buy an apron. I like aprons.
<i>o/~ said something I did not mean to say, said something I did not mean to say, said something I did not mean to say... it all came out the wrong way..
rain your kisses down apon me, rain your kisses down in storms, and for all who'll come before me in your slowly fading forms... o/~</i>
<i>o/~ And the ones you fear are wind and air, and I love you without measure, seems we can be happy now, better late then never o/~</i>
Yesterday Marc and I took the girls to his parent's house in Castro Valley, a long hot drive that ends high above canyons with a beautiful view stretching all the way back to the bay. His cousin and uncle who he hadn't seen in years were there along with his cousin's two children who were coincidentally very close in age to each of the girls, so the children had a fun evening of playing and jumping on the trampoline. I worked all of the puzzles in the house, solving all of them, even the one missing a piece. I really enjoy puzzles of all kinds, and I like to think I am pretty good at them, my mind works well, it can keep tally of many many details at once so that I rarely repeat combinations in my efforts to solve them. It was very enjoyable and now I am the puzzle champion there, having solved all of them twice, this time much more quickly then the last, tho these are difficult enough with enough different pieces that solving them once gives you but little edge to solve them again.
Yesterday I also cleaned out my closet, which was getting atrociously full. I thought to pull out perhaps one or two things, but quickly realized that there was a ton of stuff in there that I am only keeping out of nostalgia but that I will never wear again, gothy things, swing clothes, etc. So I pared down ruthlessly and took pictures of all the items which I will soon post on ebay. I feel better and if I get a good sum of money, perhaps I will treat myself to a shopping trip to some of the local vintage shops. I have lately been wearing alot of vintage clothing, my style is again shifting.. although it is as eclectic as ever so that isn't saying much.
Today Marc and I are cleaning, though he has at present run off to the hardware store to get some needed item or another. We got alot accomplished today, for him at least, car has new brakes, went shopping, cleaning the house.
My life is still disorderly as ever, I have so very much to accomplish before leaving for burningman. Just thinking about it gives me a gnawing sensation of worry in my stomach. I am perhaps, the biggest procrastinator ever. I despise doing things, although I am pleased when things get done. So perhaps I will trot off to finish the dishes now. I think later I am going to drag Marc down to the five and dime to buy an apron. I like aprons.
<i>o/~ said something I did not mean to say, said something I did not mean to say, said something I did not mean to say... it all came out the wrong way..
rain your kisses down apon me, rain your kisses down in storms, and for all who'll come before me in your slowly fading forms... o/~</i>
ah, nick cave