there is a song in the next room I can't quite hear.

Another busy day. The brief is due tomorrow, and I should be working on cite-checking, table of contents, and table of authorities, but they haven't given me a copy of the brief, so I can't exactly complete said task. Which means lots of pressure and work later this after. Yee-haw.

In new related to my post of yesterday, I got a phone call to read tarot cards at a house party on Wednesday. It's in a super nice part of town. It's a house. Near the Gold Coast. A house, for chrissakes. No one has houses in Chicago -- they have apartments and condos. Or houses converted into apartments and condos. I just faxed an agreement form over to her, so hopefully the deal will be sealed today.

Last night MelRo and I moved the location of the bed, so now it looks more like an actual bedroom, versus a crowd room where we store our clothes and our bodies at night. Though I feel we need to get curtains VERY soon because I can't deal with looking into the scary black watery windows at night. I'm not sure how she can do her homework in there, but then again she's not me, i.e. anxiety freak.

Damon just sent me this article on polyamory from Alternet.org. I though about posting the whole text, but that's just too much. It's a decent article. Interesting timing, too, since I just had a converation yesterday with De___ and her current relationship and being monogamous. This is someone who's basically never NOT had an open relationship. Hmm. I've been thinking about a lot of related stuff to this whole topic, i.e. relationship/desire/negotiation, and I have no grand or clear conclusions yet....just random tidbits. Partly because I feel like I'm stuck between two things and not making an official "decision". And I'd like to be more deliberate.
I'm sure this seems very vague, but it's not completely intentional. My thoughts and feelings are pretty vague right now....

I'm concerned about being ill again, or maybe it's the same illness....my throat was very swollen this morning, but I had an Emergencee when I got to work, this time with hot water, and it seemed to open things up. Now I'm going to have some raspberry Stash tea.

Then I'm going to "steal" a copy of the brief so I can get started on my end of the bargain.....

note to self

[when more time is available, insert writing about fears of displaying changes in myself and how others thing/feel about me. specifically related to friendship/relationship issues, what the ramifications are, and how to deal with it. reminder: parents. inability to share new things. previous relationship that was perceived to be ruined (and me blamed) because I changed.

Begin self-psychoanaylsis here.]

TMJ is NMF*

*Not Much Fun

So perhaps I previously misdiagnosed myself as "sick", and the real cause for my current discomfort is an entire night of teeth-grinding and jaw locking. And perhaps I've even been doing it at work today, because my joint is stiff and hurts and I have a rather painful headache.

In other news, today has been quite slow at work. I've been doing work, but it hasn't been a huge surge of stress and tension. Perhaps because we can FedEx the brief at 6 pm tomorrow, not today.

I'm craving olives, and despite certain naysayers in my life, I will NOT turn into a Kalamata if I continue eating them. I think I've just decided that olives are a necessity/staple in my kitchen. Like Jiffy corn meal mix, Bisquik, or cheese. Nowadays you could probably also add wine to that list. And Alpha-bits cereal. Why am I suddenly giving an inventory of my kitchen? Who knows. But riddle me this, Batman. When I was in the bathroom at work this morning and examining my extremely dry skin in the mirror (I actually used lotion this morning, which is scary to think what would be happening if I hadn't -- would it be sloughing off completely?), I noticed a 2-3 inch long scrap across my cheek, ending near the corner of my mouth. Not a full-fledged cut, but one of those scrapes that barely breaks the skin and sort of causes the area to just get really puffy. Which causes me to ask, what have I been doing to myself?

I finally heard from Mrs. Well-Off Client, so I'm on for my Wednesday night tarot gig. I almost bought a CD at Tower in celebration of having money. But it was a CD I didn't necesarily definitely want. And it was full price. I'm such an addict. But you know what? I didn't buy it. I walked out of the store with the only thing I walked in for -- a $3.50 magazine. And THAT was my treat. I need to maintain my frugal habits even in the face of a postive checking account balance.

I must go and call down to Gridley, Illinois and find out what denomination the First United Church is. I'm not kidding.