raybear | Jul. 31st, 2006

I’m back at the temp job office that loves me. Seriously, I blushed twice this morning when getting introduced to the new desk I’m occupying this week. It’s kind of odd that I’m introduced as this great worker that everyone loves and then I’m sitting here with absolutely nothing to do because the attorneys have no work for me. In the 3 and a half hours I’ve been here, I’ve read two magazines and done research online on hypoglycemia and that’s about it. But I’m really not complaining at all because I’m sitting in central air conditioning all day (while reading an article about the Peak Oil movement, which is a potential crackpot theory for myself, though New World Water is still holding a pretty strong place in my heart still).

This weekend I did reading and eating and lounging and one-on-one socializing, but I feel spent the majority of my weekend watching movies. I would not recommend The Mostly Unfabulous Social Life of Ethan Greene, despite the presence of Meredith Baxter. I would not recommend The Piano Teacher for a date movie. And when watching, plan on drinking/self-medicating afterwards. Lovely and Amazing held up well and Why We Fight is a good general primer in that way where the people that need to see it most are probably the least likely to see it. I’m also reading four books at a time, but my favorite is the collection of short stories by Thomas Glave, who I want to marry. I don’t know what he looks like, but I’m sure we can make it work.

I’ve had some intense dreams lately involving distrusting people and my family (I finally wrote that e-mail to my father last week I wanted to get off my chest), but my best dream was from the night before last and involved a Sisters reunion that I attended, except it wasn’t like a movie was getting filmed of the show’s cast, it’s like the characters were actual people having a reunion and I was negotiating some sort of argument and I think maybe I was married to one of them. I hope it was Teddy.

p.s. Happy Birthday