I’m here, I’m alive, just have not been in the mood to blog whatsoever.
The slow season is in full force at work, so Tuesdays and Wednesdays are very slow, thus being able to hop online to find time killers.
Pete and I will be traveling to Annapolis on Thursday. I’m hoping the cats won’t tear the apartment apart while we’re gone (my parents will be checking in on them, don’t worry). They’ve gotten into this bad habit of chasing each other around when I get up for even a few minutes during the night so they’ve had to be shut out of the bedroom for several nights now. They freak out for a little bit, then settle down.
Starting to get a bit of a cold. The better part of my drive to work involved driving with one hand, and wiping my nose with whatever napkins or tissue like options I could find. I’m reminded of Emily’s poem on phlegm:
PHLEGM BOT
3 a.m. my cell says
awake so’s not to asphyxiate
mucous trapped twixt
soft palate and esophagus(phagus phage thing-that-devours)
cough
sputum suction
harsh hacking
drip draining
sticky snot6 a.m. out of bed
frost warning, fumbling clothes
dawn’s promise clear but
watery and far awaydrive
defrost
headlights
soft talk from car speakerscough
something
yellow
semi-solidstomach lurching
inside out
reach for the glovebox
fast food napkins
stashed for such emergencies
supply dangerously lowred light stop
fumble past insurance card
and ads for nitrogen inflation
white paper savior
pull out serviette, push down bile
spitsaliva coating
perfect noxious membrane
ochre orb of doomphlegm bot
infiltrated my system
mission: seek and destroy
likely to fail
but when it does
secondary mission: upon expulsion
make her expel her breakfast
Now, I’m not quite that bad, although my nose makes noises when I breathe in. Not overly loud, but obnoxious noises.


