11.56pm
Friday
21 October 2005

Happy birthday yesterday to my fabulous momma, who is always encouraging and thoughtful and reassuring when I need it, and just a lot of fun to be around all rest of the time. She takes care of our whole family in the emotional sense, and it is a big task these days. I already feel like I don't get to see her and Daddy enough, and it can just add to the list of reasons I'm terrified to move to NYC and be poor, because I'll be stuck there with no money to come home when I need some way to calm and ground myself.

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I went on a bit of a shopping spree tonight. It's got nothing on what I would do a year ago, but I did buy several awesome Ikea goodies, including some curtains for the living room that has been without them ever since we moved into this house fourteen months ago, and got plenty of groceries to feed my crew out on the waters of Lake Lanier tomorrow, and three pumpkins, as a preliminary taste of what shall hopefully be a very lovely Halloween season.

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I ripped a good chunk of my hand off a few weeks ago, and then skin grew there out of pus, and now it's a new thin shiny piece of flesh. It turns purple when I'm cold or damp or scared, and turns pink even faster than the rest of me when I get flushed or blushed. It's a secret window into my guts, and it makes me feel like I should start wearing dainty Victorian gloves to protect myself.

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I spent a rather solitary evening tonight, especially for a Friday night. The weather was shiny and cool when I left work, and I sat in the grass and listened to The Strokes, because I wanted something that hit the drums a lot.

Later, once it was dark and rainy, I watched fireworks from under an umbrella, and got my feet splashed by a passing bus.

The fireworks were beautiful, even though my feet were wet.

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