"Career Girls"

We watched Mike Leigh's Career Girls last night and it reminded me of me and you in all the best ways...This is what it'll be like when we return to Trash Cat Manor years later, and find Dave on the steps...

Travel Is Useful

This is what I want your trip to be like: you are the tall beautiful woman dressed in autumn's best, leading the little girl of your unconscious on an adventure.

Youthful Ambitions

I am living the life I dreamed about when I was 15.

Basically that entails having a record player and having my own apartment where I can use it.

Success!

Talking About Versus Doing

Last night I finally fixed my sewing machine and finished hemming that pretty yellow dress Megin gave me, right when it's out of season. But it made me so happy to accomplish and finish something.

Re: Hard To Watch

Vindication! Emotional growth!

I'm moved for you more than I can adequately articulate. The future will be better tomorrow and the past is already better today.

Speaking of the future:














The goal for me is to try and have some kind of flexible work where it doesn't matter where I land.

Hard To Watch

the biggest thing that happened this weekend was me drunkenly telling odb i thought he hated women. i think this goes back to college and me resenting him for not loving me for being smart, and being with people whom i thought weren't as smart as me.

here's part of the email he sent me today:

the last night i was in town hearing you talk about my 'relationship' with q made me worry that i may have taken my relationship with you for granted - hadn't really considered those side-effects - i can see how it could be "hard to watch" and i just want you to know that i've eventually comprehended that, slow on the uptake as i may be

weird how life works.

"The future will be better tomorrow"

I very much want that life. Can we do that? I think we can. What city would it be in? And we could work in our garden together, while the boys could watch sports. It will look like this. ODB is going to send some mixes for you.


w beat me in scrabble last night and ran around gloating like a child. the scrabble was fun; the puerilization of the boyfriend, not so much.

Wouldn't it be nice?

Coming up the stairs to work this morning, after a talk with my dad about trying to stick it out here a bit longer, I imagined how nice it would be if we could go in together on a house and build/modify two different nice apartments for our two families. Our kids could grow up together like siblings. It would be civilized urban commune living, though mostly we'd live separate lives and get to be together when we wanted.

Spent the weekend doing things to satisfy men. There were times I felt like I was walking around like a zombie, feeling kind of empty.

You Can't Pick Your Co-workers

All new people in my area which should make me happy but instead makes me realize I can't pick my nose in peace anymore.