Blog wouldn't upload photos yesterday, needed some flavor to go with my words, so I just said 'f*ck it.' Hips are now as good as doppler (they hurt = rain coming). Last few days I'm able to get away with wearing these shoes at work (bc of all the standing at the plan tables I'm having to do to finish this freakin' assignment, Contrary Carey). Crocs and Vespas (not mine)...hell, we almost a damn ARCHitecture firm here in these trailers, no? All we'd need is trendy eyeglasses and all-black clothing. Well, maybe an office that wasn't on wheels would help with the cache-factor. Then again....
Was good this evening, talked to Ms. D and didn't even get all up in her about talking down...just let that one slide...until we meet again tomorrow for the Transcontinental, at least. Best to discuss in person.
It felt a bit today like one of those GOOD days, the hopeful ones, remember? No? They come occasionally now, seemingly more often than before, just with some long stretches of bad. Or....is it just because I THINK they're bad, or good....? I mean, I didn't win the lottery (for a really GOOD day), and luckily I can walk without much pain today (as opposed to when I can't which makes it a BAD day). So, what makes it a GOOD vs BAD day if none of those extremes are involved? Must be in between my ears, but lordy it's been oh-so-hard to figure that shit out.
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