spent my respite day-off reading yesterday. i started the hero's walk by anita rau badami and ended it too. liked it very much. complex, sad, and redeeming.

if i've been feeling dead lately today was my first day back in the land of the living. a reserection if you will. went to work, came home let the water guy in, went for a walk-run (which was glorious), came home to gather the laundry, and off to the mat, knit, met steve, visited blockbusters, skimmed home just in time for survivor-apprentice/er night. it think the real life force came to me as soon as i stepped outside. it was a beautiful evening, and i was out in it and loving it. it may sound cheesie, but that's because it is. but still it's true and i'm not ashamed. i love running. i missed it.

out of the blue matt has started talking to me on msn. strange because we don't talk on msn. in fact i just deleted his name off, because we don't talk. he's slowing my journal writing process down, but what can you do?

fatima has a message:
Fatima says:
shouldn't you be going to bed?
Fatima says:
get going!
laura says:
no!
laura says:
i need to write in my journal
Fatima says:
GET!
Fatima says:
right after that you need to GET
laura says:
i will miss bossy mossy
Fatima says:
oh, can you mention that i've found my highlighter cap?
Fatima says:
plz plz plz
laura says:
that's YOUR job
Fatima says:
but i want YOU to do it
laura says:
i don't know the STORY
Fatima says:
just say i found it!
Fatima says:
there's no story
laura says:
don't know the story
Fatima says:
there is NO STORY
laura says:
and i don't KNOW it
Fatima says:
therefore, all you need to mention is fatima found her highlighter cap
Fatima says:
THE END.
laura says:
can't be the full story
then she put an angry face and changed the subject. ???? what's HER prob? ha ha