through the mill of love

[rhetoricalcrush]

this morning i was shook into a headache by from crazed landscaper too early. it's because i keep staying up this late, looking for hours. i worked quite a bit today, and finished another chapter of the thesis. my one moment this afternoon was ruined either by caffeine or confidence, but it took several hours to get anything else done. still i got to the post office--called to check the hours, then prayed that matt who was so kind on the phone would help me--and he did. i told him to have a good night? and he told me to do the same. when i tried to put the key in the car, i wondered if post officers know what a kindness means to someone sealing symbols away.

we went out for dinner and instead of kurtis's call, lindsey invited me for cookies and we played last word with katie and justin. it was a lot of fun, but there's more forging ahead of me still. but brett let me make off with the black dahlia, which i skipped around looking for k.d. lang's song in, and saw that oh my god pépe from nash bridges is totally like the police chief--awesome. but anyway, it's a cole porter song. and another perfect performance--it's like she hears her own song in any song.

so i think i'll be in my sketch book for awhile.