1 45 pm pst [ untitled ]
It's hot here, much too hot for sweeping in the sun,
which I have just been doing. The tiny backyard is mostly prepared for
tomorrow, and the garage is staying as is, so I have to pick up the dirty
clothes off the floor in the bedroom, clean off and make the spare bed,
tidy up in the living room, and do a bit more picking up in the kitchen.
This shouldn't be so stressful after all.
It seems we picked a bad day for our party, but we also
invited twice as many people as would make for the sort of cozy
get-together we envision, so I think it will work out fine.
All of my efforts to find a job have failed. I will,
of course, keep trying, but I am running out of ideas. What am I going to
do? What if I really can't find anything?
I don't know what to call this entry. I don't know how
to sum up my mood. I'm warm and overwhelmed but not unhappy. I have to
go to the hardware store to make an exchange. I should do laundry but I
probably won't. I need to eat lunch.
I'm thinking of several ideas to make extra cash while
I look for work. I think I'm going to sell a lot of my stuff on amazon
and ebay. I wish I had access to the stuff I don't want, which I've left
in LA. I'm also going to set up a little page where people can sponsor me
to rent a movie. You send my $4 via paypal and you pick the film! I
know it sound ridiculous, but I rent so often (no cable, remember?) and I
figured maybe some strange people wanted to support my habit. I've been
doing very well with my sweet
100 lists but there's still so much to see...
11 22 pm pst [ scary ]
I was just scared out of my mind. A dog near-by was
barking like crazy and then I could hear it too, a rustling in my yard!
I'm sitting in a room right next to the yard. I shut off the lights, went
to another room, and cocked my head at the open window. The sould was
subtle, like scurrying. I think we must live in a safe neighborhood, but
our landlord put locks on every single window in the house and Matthew
made me promise to lock the sliding door, even during the day, so I can't
be so sure.
I listened to the noise, contemplated which phone was
the nearest for me to run to, and then I decided it was scurrying. It was
an animal. The squirrels run by a hundred times a day (and dig up my
lovely garden!) but this was different. I've smelled cat droppings and
Matthew said he once saw a cat walking into our tiny backyard, so I
figured that was what it was. Out I went to check and there was one
massive raccoon looking back at me. There were at least two, and they
looked at me like, "What are you going to do about it?" I clapped and
lunged and they scrambled, sending the dog into another barking fit. I
was furious, feeling the adrenaline flowing through my bloodstream. When
I could hear them again I went back out with my camera.
I really hope the raccoons won't be scaring me on a
regular basis!
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four years ago
today: The afternoon is roasting, and I am waiting for it to cool off
before I take a shower, or the effort will be futile.
three years ago
today: I tried to avoid discussing the implications with him; I said
let's not talk about it until we know if there is something to talk about.
two years ago today: I am
really pleased about the prospect of creating the tutorials for our new
software product at work.
one year ago today:
I don't yet know where the light switches are by touch.
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