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did i not write all weekend? jeez, how am i going to remember my life? i wasn’t *that* busy. in fact, i don’t think i was busy at all? was i? what did i do? friday: come home from office, drink a (big) glass of wine, popcorn for dinner and … don’t tell me i have already forgotten? oh! Antonioni - L’Avventura. GREAT. i’m starting to wonder if i want to study Italian next semester (someonepleasestopme…). read (Cold Mountain) for a while. sleep.
saturday: wake too early. work on archives and mess with website stuff in nighties. drink lots of coffee. study artHistory. eat yogurt. have bangs trimmed and food shopping with my poet. home. study more. laundry. not even take a walk all day. make a sauce of spinach, walnuts, parmesan, garlic, sundried tomatoes and tomato sauce for Boca fake-italian-sausage for dinner. eat it with a baguette and little mozzarella balls. (YUM) study more. long happy convo with margaret, who was also pretending to study on saturday night. another movie (iMac theatre is *so* popular at our house) - Wings of Desire (*finally* i see the whole thing through and love it. i used to always fall asleep during slow or foreign films, if my hands were idle. now i don’t.) read. worry a little about my poet, who is *still* sickish. sleep.
sunday: repeat first of previous paragraph (with the addition of a long email to betsy) until perhaps “eat yogurt”. replace with the making of blueberry pancakes for my poet, with scrambled eggs and Morningstar fake-breakfast-sausage for breakfast. a long walk at the Fitch preserve and an exploration of The Old House, which is now accessible, since the stinging nettles have died, a walk around my neighborhood with the JoyCam, wasting some film. home. pretend to study, but really dick around at the artTable. make dinner (yes, i’m a cooking demon this weekend) - acorn squashes stuffed with wild rice, smoked tofu, walnuts, parmesan and onion and herbed beets from the Merc deli (no way i like to cut and cook beets. they are too messy!) oh. mi. god. it was so good. i felt so proud. more studying. read. sleep.
of course there are details missing and there were some pictures made, etc. but basically. yeah … quiet. tame. peaceful. all good if i leave out some of the crap in my head! this morning, back to the grindstone, walking to work in a foggy mist, always a good dreamy activity. and that is all for now…