Thursday, September 24, 2009

things about my week that were interesting:

I thought I was coming down with a severe case of illness on Monday, so I stayed home from work and slept until one in the afternoon (how do you do that if you're not ill?,) and then got up and took a long bath. Things improved (the water was hot.) The new season of Heroes premiered and I had some things to say about it, but not as many things as Chad had to say about it.

I went to work on Tuesday with no incident. I did wake up late and couldn't find my keys, so I had to wake Marge up and have her take me to work. I feel bad about the whole thing. But, my keys were just behind a watermelon.

Today I walked to work, as usual. It was pretty chilly out- only 54 degrees! I'm so excited for fall I could melt (so, it's a good thing it's getting colder.) Seeing people in layers is one of my biggest delights. Dressing myself in layers is an even bigger delight. Deee-lite, even.

Last week I decided to start getting an associates degree via online schooling through community college. I couldn't feel better about this decision.

This weekend, I will begin learning new things again! I'm going to the Prairie Festival with Libby, since it's her birthday. There's a barn dance and a dinner and so many lectures! I'm excited to come home and finally have something to talk about.


Saturday, September 12, 2009

possible titles for any book i would write:

"mallgoth: a memoir"
"she was way cooler on the phone, last night"
"is this okay?"
"WAYS I MIGHT WANT TO DIE: a comprehensive and optimistic guide"
"Your Mother"
"this is a book i wrote"
"These Cigarettes Won't Smoke Themselves"
"I have an itch."
"What is your name? I'm going to put it in my journal."
and, finally:
"it's okay, you don't have to swallow if you don't want to."

Friday, September 4, 2009

Notepad Note Novels

So, my textphone has a "notepad" option, very similar to "WordPad" on computers. So similar, in fact, that it's the same thing. Sometimes I forget to bring my moleskine book to work, so when I use the facilities I have nothing to write in (I work at a pizza parlor, so the best time to write is in the bathroom.) One such day I was flipping through my phone and noticed that there were a bunch of things written in my notepad, all from Rachel Quinn. I deleted most of them to make room for my own poems, but because of them I decided to start using my phone to write poems.
Here are some:
"Notepad Note Novels" - April 27, 7:42 pm

"You know how celebrities always die in threes? Well, who else but Billy Mays would throw in a fourth for free?" - July 1, 12:08 am

"In a dream you were my hands" - July 7, 2:16 pm

"Because nothing is stronger than nature, not even nature." - July 12, 2:46 pm

"Little snippets of how i felt about my father" - July 17, 4:38 pm

"Stars light up to about sixty percent." - July 24, 2:23 pm

"All that I could hear was she, was staring back into us. A force of "goodbye, thanks for everything," in which you could feel embers of "don't bring me here" and shards of broken glass saying we were done and your embrace wasn't even mine to want anymore." - July 24, 3:29 pm

"And that was his last moment with us, the lights low as he sat across the room with his own, private rendition of 'O Fortuna' - a pretty and honest falsetto." - July 30, 2:43 pm

"A new worst way to feel." - July 30, 7:37 pm

"Broken up bits of wax lay still as a beauty mark. The ravine is deep but the boat is wide." September 2, 10:53 am


I've spent the past few days trying to get back to myself, because I got too wrapped up in trying to please a friend of mine. Her involvement in my life has become more of a trial than a merry happening, at times, but I never address her offenses while they happen. Because I am not proactive, the problem isn't getting solved. Woops.

Last night I partied with sorority girls. It was fantastic and amazing. Essence and I discussed weaves. Typical.

In good news, today is Beyonce's birthday, I got a raise, and I think I might actually get labor day off.
In bad news, I am still a nervous nancy when it comes to boys.

Your Pokemon Boyfriend.