Transient Jacki.
I've been camping out in Eugene for the past few days, which has been a kind of vacation from my already vacation-esque life. Carly's new apartment is almost exactly like our old one, complete with empty bedroom upstairs that I have been breaking the rules to sleep in at night, so it's really more like being back at home than acting out the role of "guest."
We had planned to go swimming today, but I awoke at 8:00am to a Monday that was cool, grey, and emitting a gentle mist from above. Hmmm. Perhaps time to rethink plans.
Other than a slight miscalculation of climatic behavior, all is well. The other day I was dropping off a roll of film at Dotson's wearing a pair of flannel Christmas pig boxers and my grey University of Oregon t-shirt when suddenly, braless and ratty of hair, I realized that I was beginning to look and feel a little bit like the Dude from the Big Lebowski.
Sweet sweetness. :)
Namaste,
Jacki
We had planned to go swimming today, but I awoke at 8:00am to a Monday that was cool, grey, and emitting a gentle mist from above. Hmmm. Perhaps time to rethink plans.
Other than a slight miscalculation of climatic behavior, all is well. The other day I was dropping off a roll of film at Dotson's wearing a pair of flannel Christmas pig boxers and my grey University of Oregon t-shirt when suddenly, braless and ratty of hair, I realized that I was beginning to look and feel a little bit like the Dude from the Big Lebowski.
Sweet sweetness. :)
Namaste,
Jacki