3.30.2006

I'm so tired... but I can't sleep

Exhaustion will catch up with me, that is today?s moral of my date with the stars.

After all that I have done this week? pissy people, lots of work, staying out late, water aerobics, shooting shit, watching tv, downloading at least 300 songs, and generally not sleeping, will in fact be the death of me today.

However its 8:30, at my desk before anyone gets here. And a large iced coffee awaits me.

God love the woman with the plan.

With all this talk of horoscopes, I have been toying with the idea of writing a book based on the horoscope idea.

There?s a flip side to this, when I wonder what happens when I read the horoscope first before my day ends, and vice versa? Could my reading it predict the outcome of my day, or do the words in the wee hours of the night cause me to reflect on the passed hours and nod my head in agreement?

Lately I?m considering the option that it is both. Not designed by fate is my life, but by little words in a little paragraph, delivered to me faithfully by email. It is only by chance that I read the words in the morning. Before starting my day, before talking to anyone- even the cats. Just me and the laptop ready to cruise into the world.

Michele just bitch slapped you with the truth 6:42 PM

3.29.2006

could it be the weather?

To be in ten places at the same time is nearly impossible, yet today's horoscope predicted that my intentions would be just that. Either that or taking on so much that my little brain might explode? which has happened before.


Multi-task

Yes I do declare the coffee has kicked in and I am a multi coordinated person. I'm jumping between quotes and writing this, and juggling mail, and waiting for an application to come flyin? in any moment.

I even tackled the jerk who came in this morning.

I?m moving mountains.

Maybe it's the weather. Hand me my leather, its gonna be a good day

Michele just bitch slapped you with the truth 5:52 PM

3.21.2006

to my left, a tray

I was seriously like the dunks commercials today. Like the radio commercial about the couple that hunts and kills their food, builds a shelter and basically invents fission. You've heard it, you've seen it... powered by turbo ice.

Ok well not so much powered by anything other than my regular does of caffeine, just for some reason my internal clock was pulse, pulse, pulsing on.

The pile of scans... about 85% of them were mine. I was feeling good, I was in my element, I was plucking along.

And in between it all I thought, why have I not written anything lately? I often find myself with funny titles on my head while driving and think, ya, go write about that.

And yet when I got home, nothing. blah. nothing in my brain. All is lost at sea.

I often used to think I should keep a tape recorder with me. Just for mental notes like some mental patient.

Note to self, talk about the Rastafarian crossing guard.
First day of spring, comment on the fact that my grams made beef stew.

Shit like that. Where did it go? Remember minions when it was all so witty, all so fresh and spunky?

hm. I've become complacent with my life. And yet at the same time oddly happy.

Assuming it all will fall nicely into place, I keep thinking about that puzzle. And goddamn how small the puzzle piece really was.

Michele just bitch slapped you with the truth 6:43 PM


Black Sheep Martin Sexton

Sittin in this lonely town wonderin when things are gonna change Dreamin my life away and it seems them dreams they turned into a bunch of dust clouds Gettin my nerve up but my past is pullin me down wonderin how long this black sheep can stick around Somebody told me once before you can never go home again once you leave say anything just to steer me away from the truth of what I who I am and what I believe So I thanked him for his two cents with a shake and some sympathy and I packed up my blue jeans and I headed for the big prize of my freedom Bye bye black sheep black sheep of the family Bye bye black sheep hOW that means so much to me Bye bye to my friends and to my family bye bye black sheep goin off and set my soul set it free Times they were changin I did just a little re-arrangin take a couple chances my progress it advances to that prize of my freedom It's written in the stars that steel bars never will a prison cell make once I find that sweet home or a place I like to call home anyway some people will say I'm crazy singin out loud like I do here on the street when I got A song I sing it out loud and if you don't like that my friend well I'm gonna say to you

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*Name:Michele
*Age:26
*From:Cambridge
*Job:useless talents


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