All That We Let In

But this is all I want to do--
tell you that up in the woods
a few night birds were calling,

the grass was cold and wet on my bare feet,
and that at one point, the moon,
looking like the top of Shakespeare's

famous forehead,
appeared, quite unexpectedly,
illuminating a band of moving clouds.

It's finally cool if you go outside at 11.30. Today J and I started the day out right with Queer as Folk and granola. She went to the train, I went to the library (they did not have what I wanted, again), then I spent the afternoon cleaning, punctuated by cooking dinner and brooding.

I get some good brooding in these days. Oh! I also washed my car! It's very shiny! And very dinged in spots. It makes me sad. My poor paint job needs a do-over.

Weekend plans (hopefully) still up in the air. Really, they came crashing down and I tried to toss them back up again. Let's watch and see what happens, shall we?

So so so scandalous

Cranky pants: $3.00
Sexy jeans: $15.00
Scandalous bra: $8.00
Feeling confident on the phone with a temp agency: Priceless

I'm registering with a temp agency on Wednesday. Here's hoping this means I'll actually start getting work!

And yes, the new bra is quite scandalous. If I had any number of my friends here, they'd tell you that it's boobariffic.

Next dilemma: What to wear to the Curcuit Uniform Party? I was thinking Catholic School Girl, but that means I have to get an outfit. Le sigh.

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It's a hard world it's a cold world
I could never say what I mean
I went looking in all the wrong places
There's nothing wrong with you

Broken telephone
The lines are down
The wires no longer reaching
Connection's gone