Return of the Manda and further signs I am a geek

Life is better. Manda is back. Life can resume its normal rhythm now.
I met her at the airport and gave her a stuffed sheep in a target bag. Both items were from our home. She seemed less than thrilled to receive the sheep in a bag (no clue why that would be... it just means that everything is absolutely normal). Lucky for her, I had a backup bouquet of roses and other green leafy things in the car.

She had a great time, but I'll let her update you, I wouldn't do it justice.

Presents were exchanged, and I received Howl and other poems by Allen Ginsburg, two short stories by Jack Kerouac, and "Return to the city of white donkeys" by James Tate. She got from my parents (who just returned from a trip to china) some silk placemats and chopsticks in silk holders, a name stamp, a silk scarf, a tea set, and our combined gift of a silk wine caddy.

Later on I was reading from the James Tate book, remarking how scary it was how much I've adopted his style (worrying about intellectual copyright and such ;) ) and then I read her one of my poems. After I ended abruptly since I hadn't yet put together a good ending, she looked at me surprised and remarked

"Oh, I thought you were still reading from the James Tate book."

I am such a nerd/geek because that comment made my afternoon.

Okay, back to work.

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Missing Manda

Manda has up and gone off to some far away place (San Francisco) and the bed is just too big. Funny how we both wish we had a bigger bed when we're together, but then both feel like the one we're in is too big when we're apart.

Things I need to work on this week

-Remembering meals - Oh yeah, there's breakfast and dinner. I forgot at least one of those yesterday... maybe both ;)

-Setting up my tent in the living room so that the rest of the house remains clean. Strangely enough, Amanda suggested this to me. I love it when my crackpot ideas turn into sensible ideas. It's like bizzaro world breaking through to the real world :D

-Waking up before noon on my days off - depression makes me sleepy

-Remembering my medication - it's hard when you have to remember to take the medication you use to help you remember to take your medication. Did I this morning? I don't remember (don't panic, I am medicated today, any odd behavior you notice is strictly voluntary)

I had a great time at the poetry slam last night... it helped me to ease into my newfound 6 day bachelorhood. Scott Woods is a force of nature what with his new poems, and his heckling, and his willingness to trade art for art. I look forward to stories from the National Slam.

Okay... work keeps coming towards me, and I can no longer ignore it.

A bientot

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