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Dec. 28th, 2006
Round 'Tuits
Dec. 28th, 2006 09:05 pmI've got two, almost three whole weeks before school starts again. For some reason, though, I just don't feel like I have any time to myself. My three days off each week are mostly made up of laundry, bill-paying and cooking. Today I had to go pick up Sheung-Yee's gift certificates & her card. Traffic was hellish, but we were out at 4:30pm. Trying to go to the south end of the Strip at 4:30pm, no less. Rob's as bad as, maybe worse than, all the tourists when he walks into a casino - immediately becomes scattered & lost. It's pathetic, and renders him useless for anything other than getting in my way. If I ever loose my ability to walk, I'm going to just shoot myself because I'll need help & can't rely on my husband to provide it & won't be able to afford an assistant. But it's done & over with, & next year if SY's still with us when her birthday rolls around, someone else can go buy the gift certificates.
Because I wasn't exactly taking my time, either, so now my back & left knee are howling. Much like the wind outside is howling. Has been howling. The wind was so freaking strong it pulled hair out of my ponytail. I don't make half-assed ponytails, either - I go for the full slant-eyed/pull your face back ponytail.
I keep thinking I need to sit down for a spell & write about 'My Life: the Washington Years' but I can't seem to get the necessary round 'tuit. I think part of it is because aside from the move itself & my mother finally dying, nothing much happened between the time I was 6 til the time I was 10. I mean, stuff happened, but it really didn't. It's hard to explain where the years went.
As we were riding around tonight, I was reflecting on how close I feel to history sometimes. So much has happened in the past thirty years or so. It's like at some point in the last 50 years or so, world-changing events suddenly stopped coming around every century & starting piling up, one on top of the other. Alarming, really - time is sort of speeding up, the big blue ball we're riding around on seems to be spinning faster every year.
In the news: Gerald Ford & the Godfather of Soul have both died.
Because I wasn't exactly taking my time, either, so now my back & left knee are howling. Much like the wind outside is howling. Has been howling. The wind was so freaking strong it pulled hair out of my ponytail. I don't make half-assed ponytails, either - I go for the full slant-eyed/pull your face back ponytail.
I keep thinking I need to sit down for a spell & write about 'My Life: the Washington Years' but I can't seem to get the necessary round 'tuit. I think part of it is because aside from the move itself & my mother finally dying, nothing much happened between the time I was 6 til the time I was 10. I mean, stuff happened, but it really didn't. It's hard to explain where the years went.
As we were riding around tonight, I was reflecting on how close I feel to history sometimes. So much has happened in the past thirty years or so. It's like at some point in the last 50 years or so, world-changing events suddenly stopped coming around every century & starting piling up, one on top of the other. Alarming, really - time is sort of speeding up, the big blue ball we're riding around on seems to be spinning faster every year.
In the news: Gerald Ford & the Godfather of Soul have both died.