12 08 am est   [ necklace ]

Lightening just flashed outside the window and the skies opened up on the city. I would have surprised me if Darren hadn't warned me it was going to rain when he called earlier to make dinner plans for tomorrow. He managed to share another five things we have in common during our short conversation.

The shots of Outside Providence (1999) are flickering across the screen, but I have been paying it little attention in an evening filled with CD burning. The mentally ill mother who killed herself was a little too close to home, and thus I couldn't keep my mind off my grandmother.

At some point i walked out of the room, set up the tripod, put on my stained coconut wood necklace I got in Hawai'i, and snapped some shots. My hair was still wet from the shower.

I lost my mind a little today. I decided I had misplaced my CD-/DVD-ROM drive for my laptop. I had the empty cartridge in the bay, and when I went to switch to the CD-ROM drive, I ended up scouring my entire room.

I would like to say I did my best not to panic, but when Matthew called I started to lose it.

I don't ever really lose things. I misplace things, especially my hairbrush, but I always have a general idea of where something is... except... today. I am now fairly convinced that I left my drive in LA, because I believed I wouldn't need it, because I brought no CDs with me. Of course, I won't really know until I return to LA, but I've decided not to stress until I get back there and still can't find it.

The necklace recalled the smell of plumeria, the caress of warm nighttime breezes, and the sweetness of unnamed tropical libations.

I wanted it bad. I have one in a light wood color, which I got early in the trip. It was of bleached coconut wood and I wore it every minute I was in Hawai'i. The volume of inquiries about and compliments on it set my mind to wanting the black one too. In this black necklace I am an island princess.

Out shopping with my brother and father, we passed by the vendor, but I quelled my hunger for the unusual jewelry. Each step away I begrudged that decision, and when we wound up walking by again at a later hour, I did not miss the opportunity to procure the object of my desire.

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