"when we’re all brilliant and fast"
Sep. 17th, 2004 12:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
omnia_mutanturwhat does a vegetarian cook for non-vegetarians? (other than the ubiquitous lasagna)
what should i be reading now?
it's hard to keep perspective when you've misplaced the ability to breathe through your nose. i keep thinking all these Large Thoughts, and filing them away. yes, i still exist outside of light. yes, i'm probably not a housewife. yes, it's okay when people talk considerably better games than they play. yes, I'll figure out how to have a social life some day. i'm probably even likeable. in a couple more months of settling into this house, and the new bits of this relationship, maybe i'll even be able to start putting some changes into place.
but for now, my brain feels like some sort of fussy baby, and i keep taking away every toy it seizes upon, because they're all pointy or on fire. which just makes me, or my brain, or both of us, fussier.
the tivo's brilliant for keeping these things at bay, but there are only so many episodes of Good Eats and CSI i can watch before getting restless, wanting to get up and do something, but all the things i'd do would either set off the demons living in my lungs or cost money, both of which i want to avoid.
(someone's microwaving fishsticks for lunch. apparently, my sense of smell is not entirely dead.)
in twentytwo days, i will have officially not had a cigarette for an entire year. and yes, i'm expecting a parade.
what should i be reading now?
it's hard to keep perspective when you've misplaced the ability to breathe through your nose. i keep thinking all these Large Thoughts, and filing them away. yes, i still exist outside of light. yes, i'm probably not a housewife. yes, it's okay when people talk considerably better games than they play. yes, I'll figure out how to have a social life some day. i'm probably even likeable. in a couple more months of settling into this house, and the new bits of this relationship, maybe i'll even be able to start putting some changes into place.
but for now, my brain feels like some sort of fussy baby, and i keep taking away every toy it seizes upon, because they're all pointy or on fire. which just makes me, or my brain, or both of us, fussier.
the tivo's brilliant for keeping these things at bay, but there are only so many episodes of Good Eats and CSI i can watch before getting restless, wanting to get up and do something, but all the things i'd do would either set off the demons living in my lungs or cost money, both of which i want to avoid.
(someone's microwaving fishsticks for lunch. apparently, my sense of smell is not entirely dead.)
in twentytwo days, i will have officially not had a cigarette for an entire year. and yes, i'm expecting a parade.
