April 02, Wednesday
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Rumor has it that there will be snow this week. Oh. Syria is right next to Iraq. I introduced a co-worker to the joys of Subtitles: The Natural Way. (DOWN WITH DUBBING. She watched Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in English. You cannot imagine the well of horror I was thrown into.) I saw a movie called Intacto, stared at my ghostly flickers of my knees during the forest scene as tree trunks smashed faces, though I think the faces won in the probably toothless, certainly bloody end, because nobody important died as a direct result of the collisions. Obviously! And I totally totally want to acquire that poster with Tomas and the bug on his head. I played Scrabble with the lead singer of a band. I should call him, but I doubt I ever will. I made my very first mix CD. Tonight I mulled over for the billionth time the fact that Dirty Three is not stopping in Idaho any time soon, ever, and became deeply depressed, Sitting Bent on the Floor of the Bathroom depressed, which makes sense because it's that time of the month. Last night, I nearly finished an entire goddamn bag of Cheetohs, the fiery spicy ones that stain your fingers after two handlings, numb the sides of your tongue, and I tried unsuccessfully not to orange up the pages of Continental Drift. The funnest song of all time at the moment is Gossip Folks by Missy Elliott; I get to bop my head along with it, wave my hands one at a time and tap the sticky steering wheel and sing noises since I don't know the words, and all that is so rare these days, when I turn on the car radio. What's up with all the solemn-eyed babies, protoplasm against shoulder, everywhere, breaking into dazzling gummy grins for a few delightful moments, yawning, grasping thumbs? Why? Leave me the hell alone! I've been seeing through one contact lens these last couple weeks, because the other one disappeared. Things are just on the verge of being blurry around the edges, like someone has taken my line of vision and shaken it, and it froze, mid-shake, mid-vibrate. I wink more, and sometimes my eye stays like that, mid-wink, mid-squint.

 

 

 

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