September 18, 2005
Friday, I went to a party. In attendance: two tragic men, one a woman-hating cowboy, the other a martyr in the making. Also the crew of a tattoo and piercing shop. A sleep clinician brought her husband. Several parents were there. They talked about La Leche League. I was the designated driver. The wind was crisp. I was glad to be wearing my new heavy corduroys and my heavy brown sweater.
Saturday, Ben built a new computer while I lay about. I watched a movie about a reporter and I read Ethan Frome. I took a long nap in the middle of the afternoon.
Sunday, Ben and I found a Zagnut on the ground. We went for a walk. I wore a frivolous green skirt and a soft green sweater. A Zagnut is a candy bar. I told Ben to eat it. I made him share it with me. "I think eating candy you find lying on the ground is one of those things my mom warned me against," I said. It tasted like peanut butter and coconut. We also had a fancy buffet breakfast at a mansion.
I'll get up early in the morning, just to claim as much of the day for myself as I can muster. Tomorrow night, I plan to sleep in the woods.
After that, I don't know. The week is mine until Thursday. I had some vacation to burn.
Posted by Courtney_Sherwood at September 18, 2005 10:42 PM