today's free form postie

but first, a note to my reader(s):
i would like to apologize for the appalling randomness of these posts. it used to be you could read a journal and feel like you knew what someone did that day or how they felt organized into paragraphs and everything. well, i've been using the excuse of being too busy to not journal at all, so here we have this splotchy pollackesque journal style. i am hoping to someday recover, but it may be hopeless. in the meantime, my day or week or whatever i end up typing before it's time to go to sleep.

lunch:
leftover homemade burrito and leftover portion of potato salad, not homemade and a 'donut peach' which i think would have tasted a lot better if i had let it warm up more or even zapped it in the microwave, hmm....

taxes:
argh, behind on the enrolled agent course and trying to slip in 'everyone's tax return'. i need to email my once and future coworker and see if she's still got her books. that is, unless she's had her baby, in which case i don't think i'll be seeing her at class this week.

diet:
not going well. after a steady loss of at least .5/wk, i suddenly went up over 2lbs. this would be much much easier if we were actually on the ww system, but that's a few weeks off in the budget plan. however, i have a feeling that i've been eating more cookies and fast food than any amount of flexi-points could cope with :(

mars:
it's out there!

ahem.

poetry:
i've still got an idea burbling about, but i'm a bit afraid that it may have been burbling too long. when a poem is going to work for me, it generally comes together fairly quickly.

the idea bog:
dreaming animals: the cicada - i actually got the idea for a poem about cicadas some time ago, but couldn't find a context for it. the whole brood X and a timely assignment from write_away may eventually give my muse enough of a poke.
commuting in the fog
also, a series of workaday poems. people spend a lot of time in the office, but there aren't many poems written about it. why not? few poets actually write for a living and most day jobs are in offices.

what i forgot:
to make a sandwich for tomorrow
to grind coffee beans for my coffee tomorrow morning. i'm trying to make 'real' coffee in the morning in order to wean myself from the corn syrup laden, but very tasty international foods version.
to attempt to describe the soul stretching beauty of my baby(toddler) falling asleep with her arms outstretched in a position reminiscent of her ultrasound picture.
to gather cds for work and to share with coworkers.