weekend

[fflo]

Here it cometh to an end, and I needs must to work in mere hours, short of sleep, a full day's distance from sufficient rest.

Good time with atleastdefiant today. Indeed.

Lots of good homovegetarian yesterday---with an ending that was both reintegrative and its opposite, and sticks with me like a Dan Rather metaphor. Or, rather, unlike one, as those don't seem to have stuck. Funny what remains the open question: not the one begged.

At the public library this weekend I was, for the first time, approached in public by a "stranger" after being recognized from this very livejournal you hold in your hands, in a manner of speaking. Nice to meet you, trollhagen.

And so here we are.

I am in a curious state. Not in the depths of uck in which I was mired a week ago. Curious. Curious about how curiously odd in my curiosity I feel. The world is turning and turning in an ever-widening spiral of self-referential curiosity; can the center hold? The best lack all conviction.

Alas, the ladies would not fly; they wanted to, but it was not the time. Amelia's spine is severely fractured, and her tails are fraying, but we shall overcome.

I am hungry for something, I know not what.

Enter I a contraction period where none, or few, do appear? Will I not henceforth for some interval eschew the apostrophe n t? Moreover, if I persist in this biliousness, will my "friend of" list itself contract? Moreover than that, what of the future of meaning? Without faith, can gravity find meaning and give it weight, or will meaning for me remain a tumbleweed, sore pressed for friction?

And why again is it we need things to have meaning?


Confidential to You Know Who You Are: If in some ways small or not-so you are now to play my part, may all its cursedness fall hard upon you tenfold what it was for me.

Comments

[wednes.livejournal.com]

I am hungry for something, I know not what.


You know what's good? Frozen grapes. You can wash them, dry them and stick them in a freezer bag. Next day...presto! frozen grapes!

[groovesinorbit]

I am hungry for something, I know not what.

I made some yummy creole style scallops for dinner on Saturday. Perhaps that would do the trick? You could have the frozen grapes for dessert. : )

[fflo.livejournal.com]

Frozen grapes & creole scallops? Somebody's breakin' out, culinarily! Dang. What's a Nebraska girl like you doin understanding scallops. ha ha ha.

Do you just peel and freeze the grapes? Do you freeze them and dunk them in that shell-forming chocolate, like with frozen bananas? I love frozen bananas.

[fflo.livejournal.com]

You know, thinking of your O-ha time, I'm remembering that another thing you have in common with my coworker from O-ha is the old monster movie afficiandohood. (-tude?)

[fflo.livejournal.com]

Oh, here's where the frozen grapes come in. I read the comments in the wrong order, via the e-mail messages.

So, what do YOU think about dunking them in the "magic shell" style chocolate? Or are you making them for some fraternity-style hazing of trying to sucker some guy into thinking he's eating frozen eyeballs?

[groovesinorbit]

HH. What's that Shocked line? Ah yes.

"And they could not make a place for a girl who'd seen the ocean" I tend to think of my niece with that song, but it fits me in Omaha to some degree, too.

[groovesinorbit]

It's definitely a -tude. HH.

[fflo.livejournal.com]

got 'tude? hh

[fflo.livejournal.com]

Ah yes, indeed. I had this line/snippet in my head driving in to work this a.m., and was kinda surprised to realize what song it was in. Can you name it in 3 notes or less?

They'll take your soul if you let them
Ah, but
Don't you let them.

[groovesinorbit]

Argh! It's right there, on the tip of my tongue. See? Damn!

[bigfinedaddy.livejournal.com]

My forte!! I, of course, can name it. You've Got a Friend, James Taylor.

[fflo.livejournal.com]

dingdingding! 20 points for you. I think I'm hearing Carole King's own version in my head today, though.

Loved my James Taylor record when I was a teenager.

[groovesinorbit]

See, James and I had a parting of the ways a while back. But, yeah, that should have come a lot easier. I'm so embarrassed.

[wednes.livejournal.com]

I eat them because it is healthier than freezer pops.

I could certainly see the appeal of magic shell, which I do put on chilled bannanas from time to time.