it's a rainy day and i like it that way. marc made me clear my calendar for today... he says i over-schedule myself and wanted to see if i could actually keep one day on my calendar free from any sort of scheduled tasks. he doesn't really understand, because often the stuff written on my calendar is more of a "to-do" list of sorts... and it's kind of free floating. i think what he really meant was that he wanted me to take a day off from everything... but can i help it that i woke up wanting to play guitar?

it's a slim week, pocketbook-wise. we're sitting tight, waiting for overdue things to roll in. drinking tap water again. my lips are chapped... it seems to happen once each spring and fall... it's not even that cold yet, but my lips are already reacting. it will end in a few days and then i'm fine... but until then i feel like i have thick rubber lips where my real lips used to be.

currently reading: Nine Parts of Desire: The Hidden World of Islamic Women.

k