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i really am okay.
last night's posting may have been a little too maudlin? a lohan-esque plaintive about "sadness for myself"? and unlike britney i don't think that i have missed out on life or parts because of my concert tours. talk about cloying, really.
i went to yoga this morning and might go again later tonight. finding my flow does help a lot.
miss bird told me the other night that oprah advises keeping a gratitiude journal in which you write five things a day. bird is keeping hers in her noggin. (i was taken aback that it wasn't on an excel spreadsheet.) so here's mine for today:
- i am grateful for gail. no i mean i am grateful for my own girlfriends...i am grateful that shelley and karen + twig are coming to visit over labor day weekend.
- i am grateful for jason scott smith's friendship. (he sort of counts as a girlfriend).
- i am grateful for the loan of miri's giant bike because the quality of my life has gone up with it.
- i am grateful for nip/tuck's deeply superficial series that will begin again on FX.
- i am grateful for my niece reese who thinks that the whole world revolves around her (and i am grateful that my mutha has a brand new pink razor on which she telegraphs all of these updates.)
posted by kq @ 8:36 AM
2 Comments:
Well this is encouraging!
I guess it is neurotic-ah for a reason?
I bet it is PMS--speaking now as one of the internet girlfriends, I expect all of our womanly cycles have synchronized from inhabiting the same virtual space.
I am allowed to say this, speaking as a Strong Black Woman.
Re: Oprah-analogies: Most important, do you have a "Nate" equivalent in your life? Go Nate! "When making a big purchase, such as a sofa, I recommend going simple and classic. Then when your style changes, you can just update the throw pillows."
Glad to return to snarky blogcomment mode, and that I can cut back on sending you "sincere" e-mails of caring+concern. That's soooo "Seventh Heaven." (And not the good kind, w/jessica b. cavorting topless in/near a sink.)
I believe it is spelled "Razzzrrrrr." Boyz.
And that's the Word.
when i lived in amsterdam (no snickers please) for a summer, it was not until i got a bike that i finally began to understand the city. and as i bike around here in SF i get a grasp of what's going on, what connects to what, what turns into where, etc.
lesson: bikes and urban space are like good buddies - they give each other strength.
why are you borrowing miri's giant bike? don't you have one of your own?
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