introspective periscope : peeking inside since Y2K ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- making it a habit now still in it - 19/20 august 2013 "so i give in to the rhythm / the click click clack / i'm too wasted to fight back / tick tack goes the pendulum on the old grandfather clock last week was a blur. no overtime this week but still staying late to cut out early on wednesday to visit Crested Duck for a yelp/meet the owner thing. pretty excited for that. i'm considering signing up for some butcher classes there this fall. i love everything about the place and what they do and how they interact with their customers. from social media to accessibility, they're doing it right. i'm watching them with an eye to how they're doing what they're doing. they're as much a part of the community as they are a thriving business. hip. trendy. good job. so. wednesday will be a good day. saturday night was still kept holy....don't you worry, guys. i took a little break from writing to do some reading. i am seriously kind of losing my freaking mind about how long i have to wait for new downton abbey & game of thrones episodes. i'm not sure what to do about this. television, breaking bad aside, is the most boring thing in the world. but anyway....i've been reading game of thrones with a little book club we've got going around here...at least i think we do? i wonder if i'm the only one reading the books. that'd be terrific. i don't freaking care, though. i can't wait for them to make some episodes and then wait a week at a time being tortured as the plot unfolds so excruciatingly...no, eff that. but wait...aren't there more books? he's not finished, right? i sound like a maniac. when i can't be reading, i'm listening. stephie logged me in on her audible and the human girl has the largest digital audio library i've ever seen one person have. i feel our age gap a little. parting with my books would be heartache. i know that. nick saved my life one winter and, among other kindnesses, helped me hone down my library to only my essentials. philosophy texts, fiction, and compelling non fiction/hisotry (which includes my most prized book: russia: past & past, with which i shall not ever part.) in our library, we have all the GoT books so far but do you know when i have time to read these days? well, i'm making time and i love that. saturday night, see. reading. but once i got started into it, i'm suffering when i can't be reading. i remember this feeling. i love this feeling. i also love technology so much still, sometimes. i spend too many hours in the car and i'm so tired of npr. i'm so tired of all the same music...i've been buying albums again once a week like high school. but that's for different listening right now because right now...all that matters in the world is what the heck happens next in this stupid book. seriously. so audiobooks! heyo! god, i've got white american girl problems. got a text from tom today with exciting news. endless mike will be playing at the brown hotel in indy on the 3oth. happenstancially, the indy fair will be in full swing and it'll be tractor pull night. happenstantially isn't a word, guys. i think i just made it up. so tractor pull at 7pm. endless mike and beer and the dearest friends on my birthday weekend at 10pm. thinking of sneaking in a serious ride on the hoodlebug or ghost town trail while we're up there and make a total amazing day of it. yes yes yes. tom said that mike is going to play all the songs. ALL THE SONGS. i want to just go and listen to all the songs and weep and drink and laugh and remember everything. i don't really like going to shows as much anymore but there are some bands that just hit something that no other ever has and when they play live, the music is it's own beast. so. maybe i'll order some cunningham's meat to bring home to the chest freezer and it'll be chilly enough up there to really dive into an apple dumpling at the meadow's. a day of it. let indy really get into my hair and then i'll come home again, happy, exhausted. other good news includes: 9 day vacation just turned into an 11 day vacation next month after my shift bid! time before i leave at home to relax, time when i get back to relax. oh, i am so so close....only a month to go. my new shift will be rad; again, we've built a master team. my new supervisor is someone i've wanted to work with since i started in tech and i'm excited for that, too. i'm on a 3 month streak of perfect surveys or whatever. work stuff. but being off on sundays...i've been wanting that for so long. there is something different about the way sunday feels to me...my co-workers don't seem to feel it. there is just...there are church bells and people move a lot slower and there is brunch. on sundays things are quiet and peaceful and either you went to church or you didn't but still, we're puritanical amerians and we keep it so quiet on sundays until we get the mimosas in us, don't we? and mondays will be days to myself. groceries. meal plans. cleaning. writing. coffee. matinee movies on my me-dates. the fall/winter shift is going to lend a nice peaceful note, i think. i can smell the hints of fall coming. knowing what comes next settles me. i look forward to what comes next. things always feel a little better at shift bid time. i guess that's probably it. writing is slow but i know that if i'm writing here, i'm getting it going and that's a good feeling. the rain came finally and washed away some of the dry dusty dirt that was sticking to everything. i can't stop watching the sky. i'm trying to look forward to something, anything...i'm trying to keep from getting settled back into that routine. there's more changing in me than the shape of my body. i'm feeling so good and the gym is only a few weeks away. i want to talk strongwoman training. i want to fucking flip tires....i just don't want to get up at 5:30am to do it. i'm a night owl and a morning person but not that early in the morning, guys. come on. so that's that. i sat here. i wrote a little bit but i didn't get much done. all i can freaking think about is game of thrones. good lord. anyway, it's a school night, guys. tomorrow is a long day. _______________ ....she yawned and crawled between the cool white cotton sheets on her bed. the crickets weren't tired yet but their songs were slowing down this late in august. the moon shone white against the sky as though in disapproval of the sodium street lights. nocturnal city-creatures moved more carefully in the moonshadow where ordinarily, there was only darkness. "the nights are getting colder," she thought fleetingly to herself just as she drifted into sleep. it in moments, she was snoring contentedly with visions of butcher knives and dinner bunnies dancing in her head. xo, jones ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- .what came before. - .what happened next. a diamond at the bottom of the drain - 20 october 2017 |
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