Absense

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

 

mysterious phone call

I have been sitting indian style for days. or 20 minutes.
Things are running out; bottle of pills and deadline approaching.
"michael" the father of this kindergartener; well his son comes in for her birthday. (cute) (20something). but same well-dressed thin/model type as always. (Aren't I over it?) (aren't they over it?) Bring on the fatty/ tubby types. watches sports/ tells good jokes. makes me feel really... TALENTED.
tuning into the irony streak. Be open to coincidence. Phone call to happen at 9.
Could you believe both my car doors were frozen shut this morning?
Sorry I don'ttell you anything "about" me anymore.

I have it down to a science. 1. boil water
2. salt water
3. add pasta ($$)
4. hang out; wash lettuce; grate parmesan ($$); salad dressing.
5. decide pasta is done.
6. strain.
7. add sauce to pan. heat lightly.
8. pour over parmesan.
9. add pasta.
10. Eat.
(After many humiliating moments...)

I need to shower but it is TOO COLD TO!

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