Nov 02, 2009 18:49
Switching back and forth from graveyard shifts to day shifts week by week is taking its toll on my body and mind. Though I suppose there are other factors I'm forgetting.
I've been in a reading mood lately. I like that. It's possible the reason is because it helps me forget about everything and get away. Spending time in 1920s Paris with Jake Barnes feels nice.
For Halloween I dressed up as Rick Deckard. I missed Jaz's show at D&M that night. I don't think I'll forgive myself for that. The pajama pants she wore when she stayed at my apartment nearly three weeks ago are still sitting on my bedroom floor, folded where she left them.
I never gave Lupe Fiasco's The Cool the attentive listen it deserves until this morning at work. Great album.
Sherry moves to Portland soon. Within a month I would say. She doesn't realize you can't move away from your sorrows. But I love her and she deserves happiness. I hope she finds it in Oregon.
I know exactly what I want. I wish the women I met felt the same. That was an ignorant thing for me to say.
"It is awfully easy to be hard-boiled about everything in the daytime, but at night is is another thing."