Health

I thought I would mention, should I need to refer to a date when asked, that I have lost my appetite. For the past two weeks, I've had no desire to eat dinner. I have had every desire to cook, though!

Suicide

I was driving tonight and came upon a group of three people walking along the sidewalk. I may have been driving ten miles over the 35mph speedlimit, but as I got closer, one of them stepped out into the street, her back to me. She was wearing tight jeans and yellow uggs. I swerved out of her way and honked furiously. I was livid. She was drunk. Maybe she was nudged a little by one of her male counterparts in play. Why die near Christmas? Why do that to me...

Meetings

I used to hate meetings at my old job in my old company. They were very unproductive and demoralizing. It was a lot of people enjoying the sounds of their own voices. At my new company, I love meetings. I want meetings every day. I wonder if this will get old.

Glean

I have been trying to use "glean" in a sentence for weeks. Will someone please give me an opportunity to explain that something may be gathered bit-by-bit or slowly?

Snow

I walked outside this morning to find it snowing in our driveway. The flakes were shining in the light of my yellow headlamps. I always remember the first snow. But it was not snowing anywhere else -- it was only snowing in our driveway.

The M-Word

My elderly step-grandmother asked me about m-- when I had the pleasure of seeing her during a brief family reunion. "Are you going to get m-- before your Papa dies?" she asked. My breath choked in my throat the way it always does, and I hope she took this to mean that I objected to the question both physically and metaphysically.

But with equal offense, I returned: "Well, when is Papa going to die?"

Happy

Why can I only write when I'm happy?

Productivity

I discovered a way to stimulate my brain during otherwise menial computer work: listen to the biography channel. I successfully formatted a manuscript while listening in horror and fascination to Lizzie Borden's life story. Did you know she was from Fall River?

Commute

I know I have I long commute because the rear view mirror need to be angled differently halfway home. Slouch.

In Love

I hope my career lasts as long as my relationship: I want to die in the arms of my beloved while editing a paper.