ToDo

Work cancelled (rain) so I should:

-Call about that house
-Go to the bank and get cheques
-Get learner's license
-Buy merino wool undershirt from MEC
-Deliver rats to Lizzy's
-Cageclean at Lizzy's
-Houseclean (dishes, quick on floors and counters, tub and shower so I can do next item)
-Take a long hot bath (cold + nitpicky work last two days = I hurt)
-Snuggle rats (cause they're looking at me)
-Buy stew ingredients
-Talk with Bob
-Post to-do list to lj

Maybe
-Climbing in evening
-Packing
-Put summer clothes away, take out winter clothes (exciting!)
-Do laundry
-Go for lunch with a friend

Well, let's get started. What can I do before 10am? Guess I start with the house.

Our Hero Thus Far

This is gonna be a freewrite in a shaky emotional state, so a bunch of self-indulgent spewing.
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Old Reliable.

Jeffry McDaniel pretty much always has something that works.

The Archipelago of Kisses

We live in a modern society. Husbands and wives don't
grow on trees, like in the old days. So where
does one find love? When you're sixteen it's easy,
like being unleashed with a credit card
in a department store of kisses. There's the first kiss.
The sloppy kiss. The peck.
The sympathy kiss. The backseat smooch. The we
shouldn't be doing this kiss. The but your lips
taste so good kiss.
The bury me in an avalanche of tingles kiss.
The I wish you'd quit smoking kiss.
The I accept your apology, but you make me really mad
sometimes kiss. The I know
your tongue like the back of my hand kiss.( Read more... )

By Jeffrey McDaniel.

Bang On

Poem About Morning

Whether it's sunny or not, it's sure
To be enormously complex—
Trees or streets outdoors, indoors whoever you share,
And yourself, thirsty, hungry, washing,
An attitude towards sex.
No wonder half of you wants to stay
With your head dark and wishing
Rather than take it all on again:
Weren't you duped yesterday?
Things are not orderly here, no matter what they say.

But the clock goes off, if you have a dog
It wags, if you get up now you'll be less
Late. Life is some kind of loathsome hag
Who is forever threatening to turn beautiful.
Now she gives you a quick toothpaste kiss
And puts a glass of cold cranberry juice,
Like a big fake garnet, in your hand.
Cranberry juice! You're lucky, on the whole,
But there is a great deal about it you don't understand.

William Meredith

So good. Captures it so well right now, except that she is so often beautiful in reflected surfaces when you're not looking. Catch her in a shopfront window and she takes your breath away.