Moody Meow

I fell asleep at 8:30 this morning (I just got up, and it’s just after 12). I know that sounds awful, but if I could show you the colors of my mood from yesterday to today — you would be impressed. I think I can call myself a nice emerald green. Yesterday, I felt more pea green, all puke-colored and watery. So, it doesn’t make much sense. Shuddup. I feel better. And that’s just that. D is making me pancakes and fakin. I’m drinking my juice and planning my day. It’s going to be a good one.

I’m re-planning my novel. The core story that I wrote back in the spring that started my whole idea is the best part of what I’ve written. I am trying to take into account that I’ve edited the hell out of it, and it has a lot more flavor than the rest of my stuff, but my workshop group seems unenthusiastic with the beginning part of the novel. My solution is to retype the whole thing. That may seem kind of extreme, but for me, it’s cathartic and brings clarity. Besides, I have to change the tense. Everyone wants it in past tense. I’m still not sure how I feel about that, but I am going to do it for now and see how it feels when its finished.

C and I spent the other night in the NW part of the city - in her favorite neighborhood. We had dinner (of french fries) and drinks at a place called Gypsy. It was quiet there. The interior glowed with warm light, and I loved most of the music they played. Although, then they later rocked it out with Guns and Roses - not one of my favorites. Throughout the night, C and I were smiled at and talked to by strangers. But people in Portland are just like that. An older gentleman and his companion parked next to our table (we were sitting outside) and he asked me, jokingly, to keep an eye on the car. His smile warmed me. Then two very interesting suits came up and sat with us, well next to us. I didn’t offer our table. That would have been too familiar, but they sat in the table next to us. You could tell their change in demeanor once they saw our wedding rings. It’s funny how that happens.

**later in the day

I feel a lot better now. D and I rode. It took me forever, but the route is beautiful, if a little hairy in some places. We have to go over this short flyover with a very thin bike lane and fast cars, but beyond that it is the river, rolling hills, and lots of neighborhood scenery. The river is amazing. gnarled, twisted wood juts out of the water in random spots and because the river is low, you can see where old docks once sat. Now they are just remnants, but beautiful ones. The bike trail, and the river for that matter, run parallel to the airport. So when you ride it feels like the planes are going to land on you. It’s fun to watch them, although I should pay attention to where I am riding rather than the behemoths overhead.

Due to my blues and my lack of progress with school, we are going to forgo Foolscap. It hurts me to do this, but we just don’t have the time. D and I are going to head up to Tacoma to see Lex and the fam, but only for one day. She’s made a lot of treks down here to see us, so it’s our turn. It should be fun.

CONGRATS TO AMANDAPANTS!! She got hired by Progressive and starts next month. She rocks.

And C & B head to the coast for their anniversary trip. I’m sure she will take a million fantastic photos for us to drool over. That girl has an eye that is unrivaled.

And now that I am going to make dinner. We are starving after that ride. Have a good night all…