maybe i'll go back on nerve...

I feel like dating again. the show's almost over, the house has its flow, i need a new [something] to occupy my time.

actually- that's the god quest, isn't it. OHHkay, blog. Thanks for the reminder.

I'll stay out of the personals for a few more minutes, then.

and call magdog. for tea. or yoga? yeeeeehaw.

...for it to ever last.

Billie said it too. /sigh.

need music!

dance music, rock music. no more emo indie rock. suggestions???

i'm getting a new job

It's a promotion, I think.

It's a raise, for sure.

It means I haven't had time to read my blogs ALL WEEK! can you believe it? I can't. who's getting fugged? how sore is Jenni from tech? These are things I do not know.

It's ok.

Cause all this work is payin off. I'm movin on up. This is what I was asking for at the hellhole last year, and now I got it without askin! I like it. Stay tuned for details.

what's awesome? soup

3 California red potatoes
2 California brown potatoes
6 easter egg radishes (2 for snacking with your co-chefs) from California
5 lbs carrots
1 gigantic yellow California onion
1 big hunk ginger, peeled & chopped
leaves of 1 bunch fresh Eatwell thyme
1/4" California olive oil
cumin
1 c. soaked garbanzo beans
asparagus broth
2 cups Oakland tap water
half a tetrapak "organic on sale" veggie stock
sea salt from France

sautee, cook, mash.

Delish. It's turning into my signature dish.

this post is for steven

cause cate blanchett could rock superbigrockstar.

oh hell yeah

i hit my head

i was leaning over, arranging my clothes in my bag. I stood up, but there was a wooden shelf between my folded and upright postures. it hurt, and i started crying.

i cried for half an hour.

then i went to asana class and started tearing up again...and then I was ok. but i called to get a ride home.

because i'm going to learn how to ask for support, dammit.

ps this is week 6 of medicine detox. i'm a little achy, and a little sleepy, but i also work hard, walk to work, and do yoga and dance regularly. in 2005 terms, we are mid-May. the blog shows that the pain (and the crying) hit right about now. This time i know I have to feel the old pain and the new, and I have to feel them til they're gone. And I have to ask for help and I have to not take care of the world. I think i'm on the right track.