In Which I Just Talk
Mar. 13th, 2008 06:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
greenstormDownstairs my brother and his bandmate are singing a song he wrote together. I still find anything he writes impossibly moving. Compatible formative influences, I suppose, make for the same emotional triggers.
Today was work, as it has been this week every day. There'll be a shift to different work on the weekend, then more work through until I leave for Spring Mysteries. I'm hoping to get some skirts made before I leave, which would be easier if I 1) had a sewing machine and 2) was a little more practiced at sewing, since it's been years. Still!
Work was awesome in the way only the kind of work I do can be. Someone had busted up a lot of concrete that was probably a sidewalk or a driveway, say 300 square feet of it two to four inches thick that I've discovered so far. They broke it up and put it... in the garden, under the garden bed, so that when we went to dig up the garden and move the plants in it, it's all concrete under the first couple of inches of soil. Luckily we have the big fucking tree shovels with which we can pry chunks of concrete I can barely lift out of the soil without snapping the handles.
Bob's band, the one with my brother in it, is sounding way better than they did when they first started. They're working together better now. I keep stopping in this writing to listen.
I'm doing better. This morning was sad-- a beautiful empty sky with birds and it was silent so early in the morning, and there was no one awake and out in it to share it with. I used to text Angus at these times, and knowing that he had the same experience felt really good, and really close. Now I don't know anyone who stays outside on days like this and appreciates the experience. Likewise, there's no one to bitch with about rain, or whatever. I need to meet people who do what I do.
I'm losing an alarming amount of *volume*-- hips are tiny now compared to my upper body, and my weight is down a bit, and it's all just kinda strange. My build is actually different now than it was. I didn't know that sort of thing happened.
Things are okay. Up and down, but I'm thinking a bit and coming to some interesting conclusions about my relationship stuff and my life in general and how I treat people differently when there's sex involved, or relationships involved. It's good for me.
Love y'all.
Today was work, as it has been this week every day. There'll be a shift to different work on the weekend, then more work through until I leave for Spring Mysteries. I'm hoping to get some skirts made before I leave, which would be easier if I 1) had a sewing machine and 2) was a little more practiced at sewing, since it's been years. Still!
Work was awesome in the way only the kind of work I do can be. Someone had busted up a lot of concrete that was probably a sidewalk or a driveway, say 300 square feet of it two to four inches thick that I've discovered so far. They broke it up and put it... in the garden, under the garden bed, so that when we went to dig up the garden and move the plants in it, it's all concrete under the first couple of inches of soil. Luckily we have the big fucking tree shovels with which we can pry chunks of concrete I can barely lift out of the soil without snapping the handles.
Bob's band, the one with my brother in it, is sounding way better than they did when they first started. They're working together better now. I keep stopping in this writing to listen.
I'm doing better. This morning was sad-- a beautiful empty sky with birds and it was silent so early in the morning, and there was no one awake and out in it to share it with. I used to text Angus at these times, and knowing that he had the same experience felt really good, and really close. Now I don't know anyone who stays outside on days like this and appreciates the experience. Likewise, there's no one to bitch with about rain, or whatever. I need to meet people who do what I do.
I'm losing an alarming amount of *volume*-- hips are tiny now compared to my upper body, and my weight is down a bit, and it's all just kinda strange. My build is actually different now than it was. I didn't know that sort of thing happened.
Things are okay. Up and down, but I'm thinking a bit and coming to some interesting conclusions about my relationship stuff and my life in general and how I treat people differently when there's sex involved, or relationships involved. It's good for me.
Love y'all.
