the proverbial sparks that always proceed failure
Ugh, grossness. I got drunk both last night and the night before last, and on both occasions then proceeded to eat ENORMOUS AMOUNTS OF FOOD. I blame tvm and dark_reaction for Friday night's gluttony; for last night's I could TRY to blame RL people, buuuuut mostly I have no one but myself to blame. Friday's wasn't really that terrible, but last night I was like a TINY HUMAN PACMAN. It might be time to hit the gym this afternoon-I have been awful about it lately-but not before this afternoon, because I feel FAR too gross to do it before then. It's a vicious cycle!
Ahaha, anyway! Wendy commented on the J2 I posted recently talking about how she really loved the idea of Jared and Jensen moving in together in L.A. but also keeping a house in Texas that they could return to, and it made me think of this poem-which I told her I would type out and then didn't. Finally I have remembered!
where we are
Gerald Locklin
i envy those
who live in two places:
new york, say, and london;
wales and spain;
l.a. and paris;
hawaii and switzerland.
there is always the anticipation
of the change, the chance that what is wrong
is the result of where you are. i have
always loved both the freshness of
arriving and the relief of leaving. with
two homes every move would be a homecoming.
i am not even considering the weather, hot
or cold, dry or wet: i am talking about hope.
*
Ack, there was something else I was going to talk about and now I have no friggin' clue what it was. Uh, I started my Big Bang, finally? Slightly over 3,000 words is better than no words at all. \o/ Never mind that I now get to spend the day working on things that AREN'T BB, such as revising a short story and oh, right, my thesis. I also spent about an hour yesterday looking at jobs for next year and becoming increasingly discouraged. Fun!
Ahaha, anyway! Wendy commented on the J2 I posted recently talking about how she really loved the idea of Jared and Jensen moving in together in L.A. but also keeping a house in Texas that they could return to, and it made me think of this poem-which I told her I would type out and then didn't. Finally I have remembered!
where we are
Gerald Locklin
i envy those
who live in two places:
new york, say, and london;
wales and spain;
l.a. and paris;
hawaii and switzerland.
there is always the anticipation
of the change, the chance that what is wrong
is the result of where you are. i have
always loved both the freshness of
arriving and the relief of leaving. with
two homes every move would be a homecoming.
i am not even considering the weather, hot
or cold, dry or wet: i am talking about hope.
*
Ack, there was something else I was going to talk about and now I have no friggin' clue what it was. Uh, I started my Big Bang, finally? Slightly over 3,000 words is better than no words at all. \o/ Never mind that I now get to spend the day working on things that AREN'T BB, such as revising a short story and oh, right, my thesis. I also spent about an hour yesterday looking at jobs for next year and becoming increasingly discouraged. Fun!