the unified school district
"yes" said winnie-the-pooh.
"i see now" said winnie-the-pooh.
"i have been foolish and deluded" said he, "and i am a Bear of No Brain at All."
"you're the best bear in all the world" said christopher robin soothingly.
"am i?" said pooh hopefully. and then he brightened up suddenly.
"anyhow" he said, "it is nearly luncheon time."
the pooh and i have so much in common. and this no computer thing is really cramping my style. it is funny, usually when you go back and read through something like this it gets increasingly worser and worser the farther back you go, but today i cant stand anything ive written in the past few months, i feel like such a cad. so anyway, i havent been able to update any time recently and so my livejournal is completely unrepresentative of everything that has happened in the past 3 months or so. it seems like theres been a lot, but reconstructing it would be pointless and time consuming. i miss my online identity, i guess thats sad.
i have been neglecting my real life journal as well, but hmm. [for the catching up] here is a compilation of sorts, diary entry first lines:
"the sounds of the 'indian trade feast' in miwok park are making their way into my bedroom."
"last night i dreamt there was a war. but i was at the supermarket or something"
"yesterday i started reading the second volume of anais nin's diary, and already i am writing again"
"i am watching figure skating on the tv, michelle kwan is winning as usual, i miss surya bonali."
"it has been a very rainy january, but on days like today i don't even mind."
"i am so bad to the rats, they are so sweet and i never give them the attention they deserve."
"so yesterday we played with mirah."
"last night i dreamt that jordan catolano was my boyfriend."
there now, that seems pretty accurate. aside from all the fighting, historic conversations, life altering decisions, vacancies entirely unamenable to persuasion, and dramatic realizations, thats all thats really gone on.
the day before this last one i did not wake until 4 PM, on account of the fact that i had stayed up all night crocheting a shirt. im glad i did it, it made me feel accomplished in some sense, and now all thats left to do are the straps.
i also purchased the new cat power and am currently on my 6th or 7th listen, it is a dreamy album. it put me in a good mood all day yesterday. i want to write a song called "burnishing bone" and another about prom, an anthem of sorts for people who missed all that high school stuff.
things are looking up. i have a new skill, i may learn how to frame in the near future, its easy to meet agreeable kids in santa cruz, ive gotten my appetite back, i am often inspired, adrienne and i are slated to see a fine movie on friday, monday i plan on acquiring a passport for passage this july to an isle off the coast of england, i am in possesion of a beautiful new dear nora 7", there is a cat power show on wednesday complete with band and violin and emily is coming to visit this week and things are good. she sent me a great package with the nightmare before christmas soundtrack and a beautiful silver cigarette holder. ive said it before and ill say i t again, it is so perfect because you would feel like such a wad buying those things for yourself, but they make such wonderful special delightful gifts. the kind that actually put the letters "delight" in my head visually. where i picture a black screen and all thats written there is "delight" in big bright letters. thats when you know somethings really special.
my mother just struck up a deal with a customer to have him come to our house and fix our computer ! maybe this will end soon.
thats all for now
"i see now" said winnie-the-pooh.
"i have been foolish and deluded" said he, "and i am a Bear of No Brain at All."
"you're the best bear in all the world" said christopher robin soothingly.
"am i?" said pooh hopefully. and then he brightened up suddenly.
"anyhow" he said, "it is nearly luncheon time."
the pooh and i have so much in common. and this no computer thing is really cramping my style. it is funny, usually when you go back and read through something like this it gets increasingly worser and worser the farther back you go, but today i cant stand anything ive written in the past few months, i feel like such a cad. so anyway, i havent been able to update any time recently and so my livejournal is completely unrepresentative of everything that has happened in the past 3 months or so. it seems like theres been a lot, but reconstructing it would be pointless and time consuming. i miss my online identity, i guess thats sad.
i have been neglecting my real life journal as well, but hmm. [for the catching up] here is a compilation of sorts, diary entry first lines:
"the sounds of the 'indian trade feast' in miwok park are making their way into my bedroom."
"last night i dreamt there was a war. but i was at the supermarket or something"
"yesterday i started reading the second volume of anais nin's diary, and already i am writing again"
"i am watching figure skating on the tv, michelle kwan is winning as usual, i miss surya bonali."
"it has been a very rainy january, but on days like today i don't even mind."
"i am so bad to the rats, they are so sweet and i never give them the attention they deserve."
"so yesterday we played with mirah."
"last night i dreamt that jordan catolano was my boyfriend."
there now, that seems pretty accurate. aside from all the fighting, historic conversations, life altering decisions, vacancies entirely unamenable to persuasion, and dramatic realizations, thats all thats really gone on.
the day before this last one i did not wake until 4 PM, on account of the fact that i had stayed up all night crocheting a shirt. im glad i did it, it made me feel accomplished in some sense, and now all thats left to do are the straps.
i also purchased the new cat power and am currently on my 6th or 7th listen, it is a dreamy album. it put me in a good mood all day yesterday. i want to write a song called "burnishing bone" and another about prom, an anthem of sorts for people who missed all that high school stuff.
things are looking up. i have a new skill, i may learn how to frame in the near future, its easy to meet agreeable kids in santa cruz, ive gotten my appetite back, i am often inspired, adrienne and i are slated to see a fine movie on friday, monday i plan on acquiring a passport for passage this july to an isle off the coast of england, i am in possesion of a beautiful new dear nora 7", there is a cat power show on wednesday complete with band and violin and emily is coming to visit this week and things are good. she sent me a great package with the nightmare before christmas soundtrack and a beautiful silver cigarette holder. ive said it before and ill say i t again, it is so perfect because you would feel like such a wad buying those things for yourself, but they make such wonderful special delightful gifts. the kind that actually put the letters "delight" in my head visually. where i picture a black screen and all thats written there is "delight" in big bright letters. thats when you know somethings really special.
my mother just struck up a deal with a customer to have him come to our house and fix our computer ! maybe this will end soon.
thats all for now