Monday, April 27, 1998

Distance make the heart grow fonder (and realize how much we rely on special people to help ease us over the bumps in life).

Gods, I miss David. I'll put up the poem I scribbled after dropping him off at the airport yesterday on the "Publicly a Muse" poetry page.

Sigh.

Helped Todd move yesterday. David's hatchback came in *very* useful, as we wouldn't have been able to move Todd's furniture otherwise. And I'm now quite the pro at the stick shift, even if I still tense up if I have to stop on a hill. Still, I forgot what it's like to have to drive a lot. I'd never driven out here, and I'll tell you, it's a madhouse. Driving down the street looks like a video game, with a bicycle on your right, an in-line skater on the left, people crossing and idiots pulling out in front of you. Thank god I'm a good driver.




I'm going to try and swim every day until I get a new job. I need to feel better about myself, and I'm sure that would help. I'm going for a waiting job, I think. Or Good Vibrations, where it would be a blast to work. I don't think I mold to corporate environments very well, and I agree with David, I should take it as a compliment.

I also need to write every day until I get a job. Finally time to put all those ideas on paper!!



BTW, I've put up poetry by Holly and Craig. Give 'em a read if you have a chance!