Let's see.... haven't roamed much this summer. The company has held onto my pension money tighter than a ten year old. Wouldn't have been sooo bad if they had not "regrettably misinformed me of the availability of my vestiture." Bastards... Anyhow, since my embitterment, I spent most of the summer enjoying some of my fruitless habits. Now, I'm going to run... It get's me high like nothing else. No money, Visa on my tail, following through w/o the plan.....

Three more days. Three's a charm.

Cha Cha Changes.... are coming.

I should beat myself up for not writing for so long. I enjoy my little wordbank here. I won't hurt myself, though. I'm happy today, a nice peaceful, lung-filling-I-can-breathe kind of happy. I'm more close to contentment than I've been in a long time.

The sun is up, and the georgia heat is beginning rise over the Atlanta funk with it's golden haze.

I turned in my resignation yesterday. Good posture may return. I renounce my cubicity. Life is good when I'm living.

Today, I am decidely unkempt. I didn't think to buy razor blades. I had no use for them during my weekend of sloth. But, monday mornings I definitely need a shave to pull my shit together. I'm one of those people who just will not wake up until they take care of at least two of the "S's." So, it's off to CVS after work today. I need to beautify and rejoin the living. I've got the bloat and a big-ass underground zit at the corner of my left eye. This is just not going to work for my photo shoot on Wednesday...

Save Me - Aimee Mann

You look like • a perfect fit • for a girl in need • of a tournequit. • But, can you save me? • Come on and save me • If you could, save me • from the ranks • of the freaks • who suspect • they could never love anyone.

'Cause I can tell • you know what it's like. • The long goodbye • of the hunger strike • But, can you save me? • Come on and save me • If you could, save me • from the ranks • of the freaks • who suspect • they could never love anyone.

You struck me dumb • like radium. • Like Peter Pan • or Superman, • you will come • to save me. • Why don't you save me? • Come on and save me • from the ranks • of the freaks • who suspect • they could never love anyone.

I'm sitting here thinking about Valentine's Day..... like everyone else in and outside of every cubicle in America. It is, after all, today.

WWJJD?

To quote the empowered Ms. Jett, " I love you, love. I love you true, love."

I will not postulate about the commercially contrived holiday. I will take advantage of the sanctioned opportunity. I will stop considering the ramifications. I will celebrate love and know it doesn't have to define my boundaries.... or limitations as they may be. I will not envy or regret. I'll wear my love like a banner and not shackles and chains. I'll love myself. I'll send out general 'love vibes." I'll become "General Love Vibes." I'll drink wine. I'll make love. I'll dance. I'll win for "Best Supporting," and I'll still have the longest run as lead in my own play. I'll run like a wild horse, but I'll allow myself to need you.

experiencing the drama of the murmur

living the rhythm
inconstant

What is the word for a word that sounds like its meaning?

I must find out.....

And, don't tell me Onomatopoeia. I want a better word. The "Oh!" word is more connotative of definition number 1: the naming of a thing or action by a vocal imitation of the sound associated with it (as buzz, hiss). Although, it also means 2: the use of words whose sound suggest the sense.

Onomatopoeia is suitable for definition number one, and I do like the sound of its adjective form, onomatopoeic. The sound of the word just does not suggest its sense....

It's just wrong, wrong, wrongadonga.

Maybe it's just too fucking longa?