Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Cluster fuck, anyone?

And while we're on the subject, why does that sound like a chocolate and nut treat to me??

Ok, so it wasn't that bad, but today was full of minor cluster fuckage.
No chafing or anything, but jesus.
I got pretty much everything on my pretty long list accomplished, so I can't really complain.
...and yet, here I am.
Ah, well.
C'est la vie.

Picked up my books and opted not to wait in the 43 mile long line for a new parking pass.
I have another week before mine runs out, so I think I'll just keep my eye on things.
I found one of my buildings today...
it's on the very northern edge of campus, nearly all the way west.
I couldn't find any parking lots, so I'm not sure what I'll do.
I also bought two very hip, very comfortable pairs of shoes.
And some new sunglasses and a grrrrr-ate Lion (izod-esque) shirt.
Yes....I did the growly "great" on purpose.
To go with the "Lion" thing.
I know...
I'm so damn clever I can hardly stand it, too.
It's ok.
I also spoke to my children's school principal.
We agreed on a compromise: they will be allowed to eat lunch together.
I am still slightly agitated that they are not going to be in the same home room,
and I wish I knew where they will be placed as far as Math and Reading.
I guess it doesn't matter.
They'll be fine.
I just.
I just.
I just!!!!!!
I just want them to be happy and confident and not shy and not scared and not anxious.
They are used to being together
And I'm afraid it will affect their ability to learn.
I am freaking out again.
If one of them is in a "lower" math or reading class than the other, I can see how that might be a problem.
But I don't think they are.
And I hate the thought of them having to line up in the morning to file into separate classrooms.
And to line up for lunches and recesses without each other.
Feel free to tell me that you think it's healthier for them to be separate.
I will feel free to tell you to fuck off.
I know my children.
We are very relaxed and go-with-the-flow-y around here.
But they should be together.
I'll talk to hubby when he gets home.
Maybe we can still change it.
I'm such a pussy.
(yes, yes, you are what you eat. har. har. HAR. No, I haven't, you dirty birds.)

Wow, enough of that rant!

I called a friend today.
A friend who was out of town when our family was shaken up last week, burying a grandmother.
Sadness, sadness all around.
I don't dare to wonder what my 3 will be.
Bad things come in threes, you know.

My friend did a beautiful job on my hair today.
He is really talented.
He taught me a new trick--
something that takes a lot of work, and I will NEVER do on a daily basis,
but could be fun for the occasional night out.
I will never understand how women can spend that much time on their hair daily.
Blows my mind.
Wouldn't you rather SLEEP???
I would.

So the good news is: I took some Braless Tuesday pictures.
The bad news is: I haven't uploaded them yet, and I don't know when I will.
Maybe tomorrow.

I wish the world was smaller, and had fewer rules.
I wish I could turn into a bird and fly over land and sea--
so much sea.
And landing, turn back into the sultry little thing that I am,
and slip in through a door, fortuitously left unlocked.
I would exhale over you like a sheet of the finest silk, and wrap you gently to me.
You would flutter awake, eyes still foggy with dreams of me, but your smile would tell me you knew I was real.
I want my hands to learn the hard and smooth and hairy surfaces of your body--
sending reports like love letters to my brain.
I want to feel your breath in my ear as you whisper the things I know you would say.
I want to kiss you--
anywhere, everywhere.
Your mouth belongs with mine.
I want to feel your arms as they draw me to you;
strong arms, sure arms.

"Want in one hand, shit in the other, see which one fills up faster."

That's what my mama used to say.

Happy day to you all, whatever the fuck day it is when you read this.

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