listening to: "extraordinary machine" - fiona apple
Well, it's freezing here in Indianapolis, but the sun is out. I seem to have misplaced the ice-scraper for the car, so I used a stick this morning. Mike noticed and shook his head and told me I wouldn't have this problem when I start driving his red car, which has a functional heating/defrosting system. Then he tossed me his ice scraper. I'm in love.
I've been waking up in the middle of the night with poems. It's fun, but the sleeping-megan who writes these poems is kind of acidic, I think. I read them in the morning and wonder who she is. Will post some of them soon, probably.
These are flannel days, and I wish I could sit at home and read big books, but work is just as busy as ever, except now we play Christmas music and I want to box my own ears. We're all sick with colds, which means bad attitudes and nighttime snoring, but hopefully we'll get past it. It's snowing.
I'm planning a few trips: next weekend is Megan the Red's wedding, and after Christmas I want to go to Normal to see the Normal friends. I would like to get up to Chicago to meet some of my Michigan friends, and Mike's family wants me to come home with him more often to Northern Indiana. I work too much.
Anyhow, I'm almost finished with season 1 of Heroes-- have you seen it? I like it a lot. I'm going to watch some now.
xoxoxo
1 comments:
if you're in chicago you HAVE to come see me! or we need to find a time when you're not swamped for the trifecta to reunite. it's been far, far too long. i miss you!
p.s.: i want to hear more about mike :)
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