Plans and Obstacles
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mallorys_cameraDreamed that Lucius called me. “You’ve always wondered why I stockpile all those pills,” he told me. “Well, it’s entirely for situations like the one that’s going to happen today, and I wanted to let you know before I took them all.”
Of course, I’m not psychic in the slightest, so no, I won’t be making any phone calls.
I am interested to see if Lucius drops dead suddenly of course. With Lucius, that's always a possibility.
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It’s very cold and I forgot to turn on the humidifier last night, so everything, from bedclothes to kitchen counters, is covered with a thin layer of damp.
Spoke at some length with Eleanor yesterday who said, “I would love to have you back in the Bay Area, but darlin’ you need to give serious thought to your income stream. I mean, if you’re barely hanging on there, you will never survive here.”
About her own income stream, Eleanor remarked, “I’m gonna be teaching those third graders till I keel over dead in the classroom. And you know what? I’m lucky to have the job. I keep telling myself that while I wash down the Prozac with vodka.”
The HR Block tax class, as it turns out, begins in the summer so I’m gonna need to think about an alternate revenue stream for eight months, assuming all goes according to plan which, of course, is never a safe assumption.
And, of course, I am totally behind on the work schedule I set up for myself this weekend. RTT spends weekends at his Dad’s, and when I’m all alone in the cement bungalow, and it’s cold and it’s dark – the heating in this place is very inefficient – all I really want to do is sleep. Because I really can’t think.
Had a meet-cute with an Ithaca-based cop yesterday of all things. Oddly, he asked for my phone number and now wants to take me out. More free meals!
Of course, I’m not psychic in the slightest, so no, I won’t be making any phone calls.
I am interested to see if Lucius drops dead suddenly of course. With Lucius, that's always a possibility.
It’s very cold and I forgot to turn on the humidifier last night, so everything, from bedclothes to kitchen counters, is covered with a thin layer of damp.
Spoke at some length with Eleanor yesterday who said, “I would love to have you back in the Bay Area, but darlin’ you need to give serious thought to your income stream. I mean, if you’re barely hanging on there, you will never survive here.”
About her own income stream, Eleanor remarked, “I’m gonna be teaching those third graders till I keel over dead in the classroom. And you know what? I’m lucky to have the job. I keep telling myself that while I wash down the Prozac with vodka.”
The HR Block tax class, as it turns out, begins in the summer so I’m gonna need to think about an alternate revenue stream for eight months, assuming all goes according to plan which, of course, is never a safe assumption.
And, of course, I am totally behind on the work schedule I set up for myself this weekend. RTT spends weekends at his Dad’s, and when I’m all alone in the cement bungalow, and it’s cold and it’s dark – the heating in this place is very inefficient – all I really want to do is sleep. Because I really can’t think.
Had a meet-cute with an Ithaca-based cop yesterday of all things. Oddly, he asked for my phone number and now wants to take me out. More free meals!
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Date: 2011-12-12 05:49 am (UTC)"Spoke at some length with Eleanor yesterday who said, “I would love to have you back in the Bay Area, but darlin’ you need to give serious thought to your income stream. I mean, if you’re barely hanging on there, you will never survive here.”"
I've also been thinking that.
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Date: 2011-12-12 11:28 am (UTC)Absolutely. I'm spending a lot of time puzzling that one. May be that I end up taking the HR Block class on this coast, though hopefully a bit closer to NYC where I have a larger social circle.