i am:
Afraid I’ve forgotten how to sleep in.
In love with Bill Kurtis.
Impatient with myself.
Craving a lemon-brown sugar crepe.
Oddly sore, but still fending off dizzy.
Considering coffee.
Needing to do laundry.
Quite freckly.
Liberal… and not just with the hot sauce.
Conservative… and not just with actually wearing underwear when I go out at night.
Wishing I was at a cabin on an island, just waking up with a cup of coffee on the dock.
Very good at making salsa.
More like my mother than I think.
Missing my camera.
Looking around at a cluttered room with a sigh.
In the mood to dance.
Running out of clothes that are in decent shape.
Thankful for wireless internet.
Seeking a bit of inspiration.
Working on my consistency.
All done with the dishes.
Laughing at David Sedaris.
Highly imperfect, in every way.
A closet Optimist, wearing my Realist t-shirt. With Pessimist earrings.
August 11th, 2007 at 2:27 pm
my favorite kind of list :)
now i have to go google bill kurtis — no idea who he is.
also, if you do find the inspiration you’re seeking,
will you tell us where it’s hiding? i could use some as well.
August 11th, 2007 at 4:24 pm
You won me with the freckles, girl. And with being liberal.
You wear underpants when you go out? Damn, now I’m having second thoughts, lol.
Hope the soreness and dizziness wear off soon.
May I have this dance?
August 11th, 2007 at 6:30 pm
But you are no longer a closet Sadarist.
Political liberalism, by the way, is not measured in grams of hot sauce. But you pretty much nailed the metrics of conservativism.
Hope you get the crepe~,:^)
RM
August 11th, 2007 at 7:21 pm
You can have Bill Kurtis; give me Sheriff John Bunnell.
August 11th, 2007 at 7:53 pm
Thanks, MCF. Needed a smile, and “closet Optimist” made me grin.
August 12th, 2007 at 5:37 am
What happened to your camera? (I share your pain. Mine went boink this past week. Too much salt in the air where I was!)