Jul. 11th, 2007

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Things went very nicely last night.  We didn't stay for dinner, only went to her house to pick up some food she had prepared for Brent.  We ate some of the meatloaf for dinner, it was of course delicious.  Brent's mother is a very sweet woman - outgoing and talkative but not to the point of being overwhelming or annoying; friendly and smiling, and generous.  She has a clever sense of humor.  I was SO glad to get that over with. 

I am so tired. I crashed at about ten last night. I suspect it will be even earlier tonight.  I'm suffering through that monthly feeling of anticipation and frustration, so I know I'm ovulating, and I haven't smiled much in the last couple of days. My own sense of humor is shut down right now.  I'm going to stay home tonight, and I think Brent is going to go home tonight as well.  My kitchen cupboards are almost bare, and my cats are suffering from the lack of attention.  I came home this morning to find a bag of hot dog buns scattered all over the living room and dining room, with tiny bites taken out of them like they were ears of corn.  Ran the sweeper at seven a.m., probably pissed off every neighbor I have. Don't care. 

Mom wants Scarlett to come home Friday and spend at least one night with me. I want to see her, but I really have nothing to feed her. Mom will give us groceries to take home when I go to pick her up. Got to remember not to let mom bring her to me (despite the fact that I only have a half tank of gas). LIfe is weighing kinda heavy on my shoulders.  The same is true of Brent - he's got a lot of issues. I feel so bad for him. In fact what I'm feeling is probably in part empathy for his situation.  siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh
mynewplace: (appalachian moon)
I love these words - especially when Glen Campbell sings them:

Gentle On My Mind
by John Hartford

It's knowing that your door is always open and your path is free to walk,
That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag rolled up and stashed behind your couch.
And it's knowing I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds 
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line,
That keeps you in the backroads by the rivers of my mem'ry 
That keeps your ever 
Gentle on my mind.

It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy planted on their colums now that binds me
Or something that somebody said because they thought we fit together walkin'.
It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgiving 
When I walk along some railroad track and find
That you're moving on the backroads by the rivers of my memory 
and for hours
You're just gentle on my mind.

Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines and junkyards 
And the highways come between us
And some other woman's crying to her mother 'cause she turned and I was gone.
I still run in silence, tears of joy might stain my face 
And summer sun might burn me 'til I'm blind
But not to where I cannot see you walkin' on the backroads 
By the rivers flowing
Gentle on my mind.

I dip my cup of soup back from the gurglin' cracklin' caldron in some train yard
My beard a roughning coal pile and a dirty hat pulled low across my face.
Through cupped hands 'round a tin can I pretend I hold you to my breast and find
That you're waving from the backroads by the rivers of my memory 
Ever smilin'
Ever gentle on my mind.


Jul. 11th, 2007 03:55 pm
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Okay, this article about a baby wooly mammoth fucks with me.  You see, I don't know what I believe about global warming, prior Ice Ages, and the potential for the entire world's weather to drastically change in a short period of time. I just DON'T KNOW, okay? 

But I've SEEN Day After Tomorrow.  And like this photo, that movie fucked with me.  It was extremely well done - in my fan-girlie wide-eyed willingness to be sucked into science fiction mind.  The main reason I link the two is this - LOOK at that baby mammoth's body, especially its legs.  It didn't lay down and die.  It's legs are frozen in a mid-step position.  HOW? How does the weather change fast enough to immediately deep freeze a baby ELEPHANT with FUR?  And this isn't the first frozen creature that's been found this way - appearing to have been frozen mid-step while traveling, etc.  I'm thinking there was at least one man found that way.  

So what's the deal, dudes?


Jul. 11th, 2007 09:45 pm
mynewplace: (JimLuv)
Several of you have been friended tonight by [profile] the_drumgod

Many of you will recognize my nickname for my favorite guy in the whole world.

For those of you who DON'T

That's Brent.

If you want to add him back, that's cool. If you don't, that's cool too.

And if he hasn't added you, it's because he hates computers and gave up.

Add him if you want. He's looking for new friends.


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