we are challenging, us.
nathan and i wait for the gainsville people. leah et al. bizhan keeps riding off on his bike and i get fretful, wondering what is the best thing.
all i did at work yesterday was scurry back and forth across the restraunt, balancing and afixing and coddling, for four and one-half hours. then i biked home with seventy dollars in my pockets, and the sweat beaded allover my forehead; we took the car and the ocean was !!excellent! and the waves were complicated and in all directions and i wasn't scared to try to win them over for once, i have nerves of steel, steel! we exhausted ourselves and came home with the sunset, and then i sat down and sewed myself a shirt.
we're buying poppies off the internet.
sometimes i think what i need is a large friend (like a theoretical older sibling) to absolutely Sit on me, saying, you stay put. and i'd holler, get offa me i'm going to tell, get OFFA me. and they could say, no, no way. you need to stay put.
i want to meet the people who make staying still so compelling. and i want these people to win me over, so that i capsize myself against them and put down-payments on houses and take classes at the university.
yours, amanda L. at 11:45 AM [+]
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1. i'm trying Haloscan.
2. and i want to marry Blogger.
anda gail lewis 2005. stop crying every day.
