not only did i get my tetnus/mumps/measles/rubella/bubonic plague/common cold/flu/free 10-pound weight loss booster shot, but i got a snoopy band-aid to go with it. so, life IS good, like the t-shirt says.
i’m sitting here trying to make progress on my play, and i did add a few things, but i need to move on to the second scene and i just don’t know exactly where it’s going. i know what i want to accomplish in scenes after that, but i’m mad because i can’t write anything right now because i don’t know what to write at this moment and i fear that i’ve wasted a couple of hours this afternoon. i probably should have taken a walk and/or a nap, in order to let my mind be free to think of something.
i bought another cute new pair of jeans today. that makes TWO pairs of jeans. wowie. going CRAZY with the shopping. who knows, in another few months, maybe i’ll buy a third pair.
but i don’t want to be hasty about it.
i think i’ll walk to class tonight.
david bond of the river to river roadrunner’s club down in southern illinois just sent me two copies of their newspaper, because he printed my article “the key to a fantastik run” in it. hmm, did i post that on this website? anyway, he included a note, which was “cheer up already, will you grace?” hmm. i thought i was being MUCH cheerier than i feel. MUCH MUCH cheerier.
i’ll have to do better. but just so you know, david, I’M DOING THE BEST I CAN.
but one can always, always do better.
i’m going to a disco dance on friday night. amy is lending me a pair of pants that i bought her in LA. i forgot about them, and they’re very very wild. orange and black and red, with big pictures of tigers and flames and flowers on them. plus sparkly 15-pound high heels with silver glitter. and a sparkly black top, but the top really doesn’t matter so much, because of the crazy pants. i got them in a great store on venice beach, it was chock-full of all kinds of middle eastern jewelry and candles and incense and stuff. boy, i miss a few random stores in la.
but not the traffic.
the other night i dreamed that i had to take some kid to some part of la that was really far away, and i was consulting a map.
last night i dreamed that i’d used all my gym socks. i opened the drawer, and no socks. this is odd, because i could never use them all up because i have millions of pairs of them.
odd, and at the same time a VERY BORING DREAM AS USUAL.
my oh my.
ok then,
grace on MONDAY, as the week starts once again, as it always seems to do, just about this time each and every week.