Tuesday, January 27, 2009

who is cranky?

I am! No particular reason. I am annoyed at myself for slipping up on many things, blogging, writing in general, things, things things. Vicious cycle must break. I'm in a cycle of waking up at night with mortality heavy on my mind. I'm not scared of aging, I look forward to turning 30 next month. But something in me is nagging. (Not a biological clock, this uterus is SO not into spawning.) But there is an unanswered question spinning just out of reach. Some lesson. Some old truth I may have forgotten. Meh. I tire easily and sleep too much. My cynicism is at an all-time high.

Last week I learned that I sleepwalk. I learned this interesting and fun fact by sleepwalking straight into my closed bedroom door and busting my nose. X-rays say the bone isn't broken but the doc says I most likely broke the cartilage. I can feel it moving around a bit when I rub the ugly purple bruise on my precious proboscis. Great. Fantastic.


Here & Now
Letters to Cleo

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

change

Me too, time to change. Watching and waiting with the rest of the world. My life has been *interesting* lately but that is no excuse for me to have been blogging.


Hold On
Sam Cooke

Monday, January 5, 2009

over

The holidays are over and the day to day resumes today. Another year, I don't make resolutions, I don't have expectations. I'm not excited by much these days but it is the season. Many things are in the grave or cocoon.


I'm Alive
Tommy James & the Shondells

Sunday, January 4, 2009

the queen

Happy New Year and related sentiments from the queen of inertia. I lately have zero motivation or drive or energy. Maybe it is the time of year. Maybe I am hibernating.


The Devil
PJ Harvey