There is something of amusement about my face right now.
It's hysteria, and it's excitement.
I've been totally overwhelmed lately, and I've thought about nothing but the days to come... Weeks ahead of time.
I say things to my co-workers like "Hey, you got a minute? Would you mind collowing me with foffee?"
And I put ketchup in drink glasses now. Stupid shit like that. You'd think I was dislexic.
I'm moving in less than two weeks. Moving to Connecticut. And I know you know already -- Christian's fingers move quicker than my mind these days. And I know it's crazy. I know we're far gone now, and I know that no one really understands the logistics behind this. But that's okay. I don't really understand any logistics besides just being abnormally happy.
Tomorrow might as well be Christmas. Tomorrow I pick up Christian at the airport, and tomorrow is just the beginning to my new crazy life.
Any Which Way to Smile
Sunday, November 14, 2004
Monday, November 08, 2004
...And so now I'm an Ameriplan Broker. Officially.
What does one do after becoming official.... To actually begin the whole thing? It's like registering to vote... Before you've voted. Sort of waiting.
Sort of waiting for a lot of things. There's a lot to be done, and I don't even know where to begin. I don't even know what to do with myself. It's like knowing I want to paint... But having not a clue as to WHAT I should paint. You get a sudden urge... Sit down, pick up the brush and -- Wait. What do I do with this urge? Well, I'll just sit here and think and do exactly what I was doing before the urge -- Nothing.
Also -- Carrying martinis is tough business. It just doesn't stay in the glass.
Wednesday is Business day. Bank, braces, errands, "work", read, project. So I'll be busy on Wednesday. My first real "busy" day in a while. Also floss. First time I'll have flossed in a while. Also "give the cat a bath and get plastered because you're going to get scratched... a lot" day as well. Also bathe myself. Haven't done that.
As for now... Sleep. I can't remember when that last felt good.
Love,
It exists.
