they pay to kiss your feet

since there's no one else around, we let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know. then our skin gets thicker from living out in the snow.

Tuesday, February 07, 2006


Ingesting: Airborne, Halls Defense Vitamin C drops, Hot and Sour soup from Bolings, Powerade Option, Orbit Cinnamint gum and brownies.

Sporting: Hair that’s too long for my taste, black pointy-toed heels, black slacks, black sweater, gray tank, red band watch with buckles, hair band on right wrist, red “life” band on right wrist, black and white “cameo” necklace and butterfly earrings.

Contemplating: Getting my nose pierced.

Listening to: Jimmy Eat World, “Stay On My Side Tonight.”

Wondering: If my chiropractor is full of doodoo.

Looking forward to: Skiing, the van ride to Keystone, being with friends, watching Nick ski for the first time on a real mountain and the Brew to Brew run.

Dreading: Upcoming Sacramento biz trip.

Laughing with: Dooce

Laughing at: myself

Loving: mewithout you lyrics “The cure for pain is in the pain, so it's there that you'll find me. Until again I forget, and again he reminds me, "Hear my voice in your head, and think of me kindly." Let me be, let me be. Lowered down like a casket and buried just below her chest. "Whatever I was searching for, it was never you," she says. The record ended long ago, we go on dancing nonetheless. I opened like a locket, "If you're ever cold," I wrote, "there's warmth inside me. I'm the pocket of an old winter coat." But where she used to say "I need you." Now...."I don't." You'd only make the softest sound, like sugar pouring into tea. Darling let your Self pour down and dissolve into the Love who revealed himself there quietly to me.”

Needing: My sore throat to go away.

Wanting: To be able to run again.


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