Words Written: Chloe edits
Exercise: ½ hour workout show

TGIMarch! It wasn’t so much that February was a bad month—many lovely things happened—but it was just… I’ve been trying to find the right metaphor for it. I didn’t quite feel like a salmon leaping upstream, nor that I was wrapped in cotton wool… I felt like Sisyphus, I guess. Sisyphusian. Tired, and uninspired, and feeling like the rock was really big.

Hopefully I’m over it now. I’m a little behind on things, but not in a panic-striken way. I feel more energetic. Happy St. David’s Day!

So this past weekend I drove to Fran’s in Hollywood, and then we drove to Riverside to stand it line for a long time for a Styx concert, and then we drove back to her place and she was kind enough to give me her bed. The next day we went to the Bare Minerals store because we’ve both been brainwashed by the infomercial (she bought the starter kit; I wanted to know what color I am first) and had makeovers. I’m totally sold. I sound like I should be on the damn infomercial. When we have money again, that shit is mine, baybee. Then we caravanned to Gillian’s for her Carnivale party, and I eventually staggered home at a not-unreasonable hour Sunday night.

This week has been working (including a trip to the office that included a pizza party, a meeting, and a brisk walk), writing, and various and sundry bill-paying and exercising and chiro appointmenting and whatnot. Oh, and a ladies-from-the-historic-district dinner. I feel a little anxious about what-all I need to get done, but I soldier on. I’m also worried about Sarah, and worried about one of my sisters, and that’s just not something you can set aside, you know?

Ken was supposed to be home today but now he’s not coming home ‘til Saturday night, which means we’re eating a nasty amount of money in the form of concert tickets. I’ll be catching a ride from Long Beach to San Diego with Tani and Johnny (folding myself into the backseat of their Camaro), crashing at Cat’s tomorrow night, driving to Fran’s in the morning, going to the Hollywood concert with Fran, and crashing at her place Friday night. Saturday, I have a women’s circle (yay) and a going-away (boo) party to attend, and a Ken to pick up. Sunday we’ll be off to Anaheim for concert #3.

Now, though, it’s late and I have to get up early. Staggering off now…

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What Have I Done Today to Make My Writing Dream Come True? writing
Currently Reading: Rumours, Alison Tyler
Lately Listened To: Styx, baybee! But why did the Arnold Rimmer song suddenly get stuck in my head? Argh!
Recently Watched: The House of Sand and Fog