liadanslyre

i don't have the heart

to leave the last entry continue to be the first thing one sees when this page loads. not that i don't love stevie. and vintage stevie at that... look- i don't want to get into it.

i'm putting this up instead.

i just finished reading my name is asher lev. it was really good. this guy came up in our discussion. our whole conversation beckoned me back to my extreme love for joyce's a portrait of the artist as a young man.

also, my hair continues to be wholy uncoperative.

and, i think i've been anxious lately. i'm not normally anxious. i'm more uptight than i'd like- but not normally anxious.

so- i have tried to implement this whole 'getting things done' lately (sidebar: i like to appear to have a distain for mainstream gimicky things- but the truth is i'm a total sucker for that stuff). so, i now have a seven page to do list in ten point type. they make it sound like doing a RAM brain dump will make you feel better... um no. it doesn't. it makes you have a seven page to do list in ten point type. after i printed off my todo list; i listened to the radio transmissions from 9/11 on all things considered- and this is when i decided i might be teetering on a panic attack.

the end

love,

maureen

w/b/s

f/f