piceous.
it gets pitch at 5 o'clock now. throw in the leaden cloud cover we've had this week, and some days turning out of bed at around 3pm and i haven't been in company of sun light for it seems like two weeks.
and due to lingering infirmities, lost work and to consequently keep the money holder tight, i've pretty much stayed in. obsessing over election results and fawning punditry has kept me a little busy. yo la tengo and tortoise have kept the blood moderate along with the spasmodic documentary attention (there's nothing quite as irresistible to me as conspiratorial analysis to pass the night time) but they won't have the same exigency, i presume, because of the small peel of insoluble hope that has broken inside of me. i will now have to vicariously channel some cynicism from outside of myself, or feed it with the asterisks. the buried stories of one-step-back like the affirmation of proposition 8 in old california and a more varicose old pelosi.
whatever it is, i can't say that i should care too much now considering my happy spectator status. but i do. and i'll still try to get a loan coordinator to call me back-- dipping my big toe into the cold shallow end... i should be holding my breath under my own virulently chlorinated clear-blue waters soon enough.
and due to lingering infirmities, lost work and to consequently keep the money holder tight, i've pretty much stayed in. obsessing over election results and fawning punditry has kept me a little busy. yo la tengo and tortoise have kept the blood moderate along with the spasmodic documentary attention (there's nothing quite as irresistible to me as conspiratorial analysis to pass the night time) but they won't have the same exigency, i presume, because of the small peel of insoluble hope that has broken inside of me. i will now have to vicariously channel some cynicism from outside of myself, or feed it with the asterisks. the buried stories of one-step-back like the affirmation of proposition 8 in old california and a more varicose old pelosi.
whatever it is, i can't say that i should care too much now considering my happy spectator status. but i do. and i'll still try to get a loan coordinator to call me back-- dipping my big toe into the cold shallow end... i should be holding my breath under my own virulently chlorinated clear-blue waters soon enough.