grey sky and bleach
Aug. 7th, 2004 11:46 amIt's delightfully cool outside, in the mid seventies. The rain must have arrived after I went to bed. Very grey outside, and after the days of endless bright heat it is somewhat of a relief.
What I want most of all is a brilliantly sunny day with cold wind.
And to stop randomly dropping letters from everything I write. I feel as if my recent inability to speak and type at the most coherent level is some creeping linguistic problem in my brain. Mostly it is probably stress and I should try not to freak out and assume I'm losing my mind. Which has been happening more than I care to admit lately.
Right now I'm bathing the bathroom in bleach, from the floor to mirror. I want a new shower curtain.
Alan asked someone who does a lot of concept art and film projects to see if he could create a character sketch for Meier's costuming. He offered his technical services in trade, which don't usually come too cheaply. What love.
What I want more than anything right now is a grant so I could stay home and write a novel or two and not have to go to work.
What I want most of all is a brilliantly sunny day with cold wind.
And to stop randomly dropping letters from everything I write. I feel as if my recent inability to speak and type at the most coherent level is some creeping linguistic problem in my brain. Mostly it is probably stress and I should try not to freak out and assume I'm losing my mind. Which has been happening more than I care to admit lately.
Right now I'm bathing the bathroom in bleach, from the floor to mirror. I want a new shower curtain.
Alan asked someone who does a lot of concept art and film projects to see if he could create a character sketch for Meier's costuming. He offered his technical services in trade, which don't usually come too cheaply. What love.
What I want more than anything right now is a grant so I could stay home and write a novel or two and not have to go to work.