life done write

7:27 AM Wake up from delirious dreams.

8:50 AM Meeting I was unaware of. Woot.

9:00 AM Receive strange Good Morning text from unknown number.

11:15 AM Dog in a coat!

1:08 PM Writing some social media stuff for the brand spanking new Opportunity Greater Phoenix.

5:14 PM 9 hour-ish day over. Finally.

6:12 PM Eating guacamole and watching 24, season 7. Love Netflicks.

6:35 PM Make open-faced turkey sandwiches for tomorrow’s lunch.

7:31 PM Gmail search strange number from this morning. No luck in either gmail account.

7:49 PM Google search area code of strange number. It is Alabama.

7:51 PM Consider who I know in Alabama…who could the text be from? The only people who come to mind are someone’s parents, someone I knew from high school and maybe someone random who pulled my number off the Craigslist listing for my jeep. Either way, it isn’t looking so good for their chances of getting a text back.

8:53 AM Chai in hand. Computer slowly rebooting.

9:36 AM Everything is still broken. Still.

10:28 AM What part of SMILING picture do the men of Craigslist not understand? Hint: you looking surly is not smiling.

11:30 AM Upset over getting NO HELP for my 15 hour schedule and having people respond incredulously when I broke the news that a few things wouldn’t get done. Shocker.

11:31 AM Also, my email isn’t working still. FML.

12:41 PM Continued FML feelings.

3:01 PM “No atonement for God, or novelists, even if they are athiests. It was always an impossible task and that was precisely the point.” -Atonement

5:01 PM A call with Roommate #1 lifts my spirits immensely.

6:55 PM Deciding the next book to start. Options spread across the bed include: The Road, The Secret History, The Secret Life of Bees, The Shadow of the Wind, Reading Lolita in Tehran, Three Cups of Tea and Ending Slavery.

7:00 PM Decide to add a Gigi recommended reading list to this website.

7:22 PM Decide to pick Ending Slavery back up, which I left at page 80 when I started Atonement. And, for my fiction craving: The Secret Life of Bees.

7:58 PM Write a short, sad, incredulous entry in my paper journal. Then read a copy of an old love letter to Peter Pan. Am still sad. After going on and off medications, buying a small dog, moving to a new place and spilling my heart to a therapist. Am still sad. Mostly because I am forgotten. Forgettable.

8:47 PM “People who think dying is the worst thing don’t know a thing about life.” – The Secret Life of Bees

8:59 PM Get an email from a fellow I corresponded with a month ago and who fell off the earth. Debate on returning said email. As he was already flushed. And forgotten.

9:02 PM Luna, sitting on the top of the couch like a cat and staring at me quizzically can always make me smile. She is my reason.

7:10 AM Awake and less than thrilled about it. Luna is also not thrilled, since I don’t want to take her out.

8:29 AM Luna runs wildly around in celebration of being back at work.

9:00 AM Company meeting time, Starbucks coffee and new system trainings.

11:35 AM Send Roommate #1 an email about forward men and sad faces.

2:36 PM Computer issues force two restarts and then inspire me to (nervously) email myself important documents, just in case computer decides to crash and burn.

3:00 PM Still sending documents and (while waiting for loading) reading bits of Atonement. Reminiscent of my first job, where I’d wait for long documents to load and/or open while stealing moments within the pages of whatever novel. I hated that first job, but I got a lot of novels in that couple months.

7:08 PM Luna’s best friend is over. Playing fetch. Luna loves her life.

8:37 PM Love Dave Preston.

8:43 PM Writing lines for a maybe-poem, maybe-song: “If you want to save your own life, you have to catch the moon.”

8:55 PM “There’s a rule to every exception. Or is it every excuse?”

10:01 PM Getting very sleepy…

11:35 PM zzzzzz…

9:32 AM Finally drag myself out of bed after a long battle with a small puppy, which had involved us going outside every hour since 7.

10:00 AM Enraged over a utility bill that is CLEARLY WRONG, before I realize they accidentally sent me my neighbors. Am still annoyed because I’m expected to pay this by tomorrow and the office isn’t open today to find out what I actually owe. Awesome.

10:35 AM Email Desmond Hume back again. Receive invitation to meet. So glad that some guys don’t play the back and forth for seven years game.

10:50 AM Read this email: you are very pretty but id be a full to put mi pic in the internet tex me and ill send you one you wont be desapointed

10:52 AM Contemplate the genius of men on Craigslist. And how right on that guy is…He would totally be a full.

10:57 AM Receive this email: do u masturbate ever? im short btw, like 5ft 3. i can send pics, cause im hott. Class and style. Class and style.

11:04 AM Think that I should have specified better in my CL ad. I offered bonus points for men who like dogs. But I should have told them that a Chihuahua doesn’t qualify as a dog. It falls into the rat family.

11:06 AM If you send a picture with your response and still feel the need to tell me you “look young” or are “hott,” it’s probably a bad sign.

11:13 AM Write to another scruffy, attractive man.

1:36 PM Clean my incredibly dusty bathroom. Somehow an hour later it will be dusty again.

1:47 PM Looks like this.

4:38 PM Wrapping presents and discussing the Not Merits of Mike’s Harder Lemonade at Beloved Roommate’s house.

8:00 PM Home and donning heels for my date with the Not Desmond Hume.

7:25 AM Thank you, Luna, for the extra 20 minutes!

8:00 AM Pasta for breakfast. Having weird things for breakfast is one of the best parts of being a grown up.

9:17 AM Sex & the City in the background and curlers in my hair.

9:53 AM Head to PetCo. to look at the puppies (adoption event).

10:01 AM Discover adoption event is annoyingly canceled.

11:00 AM Luscious, long nap.

1:41 PM Feeling restless. Check email. Give in a post ad on Craigslist.

3:03 PM My neighbors have the most appalling taste in music. And I want to take a baseball bat to their base system.

4:44 PM Email a beautiful scruffy man who like Desmond Hume from LOST.

4:51 PM Make book suggestions to an older lady in Barnes and Noble. Think to myself that B&N should offer me a job.

6:24 PM Sitting on the bed with Luna and feeling disoriented about what day it is due to having so much time off. Start to feel “have to work tomorrow” stress before realizing that it isn’t true.

7:00 PM Alternate between reading Atonement and watching episodes of 24.