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2009.0526
not from this weekend. but from the last time i wandered around my town. it seems a long long time ago, but it *was* this month. sometime… i have been so obsessed with the moving thing, that i seem to have lost track of time and even good sense. now i am settling down though. i probably won’t die from mold poisoning in the next month or so and i am already such crap on paper that having a broken lease, even for a very good reason, isn’t something i need. and i just do not have the energy to put up a big self-righteous fight. and i DREAD moving again, so i am procrastinating. have given notice. and still looking. just not in a crazed way.

from this weekend. to Kansas City to visit my poet and try to relax a little. it worked pretty well! brunch at Happy Gillis Cafe and some thriftshopping with poor results. some wallowing and a good hike at Fleming State Park. for some reason i was really nervous about copperheads, but did not see one. whew. it was sweet to be in the woods by a lake though. very hot. lots of cold crunchy salad for dinner. and water. Kaufmann Gardens (both the fancy gardens and the natural ones) in the morning - then TERMINATOR SALVATION! wheeee! (shut up!) Cancun tortas, the grocery store and an air-conditioner into the poet’s window. then home. and a day off in which many household chores were accomplished. then back to the grindstone. yes, that’s right - i haven’t touched the artTable for nearly a week. but there are things in my head. at least.
King Tubby’s seasonal psychosis has befallen him. he yowls constantly for no good reason. acts hungry but won’t eat. just yowls. i want to strangle him. but i probably won’t.





