It's beautiful out today. I have my double mocha cooling down in the niche of discarded Riccola wrappers on my desk. "Judging Amy" is on the TV, it's that time, playing an episode with the guy from Smallville as Amy's boyfriend. Well, ex-boyfriend as of this writing. Ex-boyfriend.
The laundry in my bathroom has reached critical mass. Much like my facial hair, it's a living environmental marker of my condition. How many dishes are in the sink, unwashed? How many bags of garbage wait to be taken out? Can I see my end table? I'm not worried. The laundry is the only thing that really needs doing and then I'll get rid of the whiskers and I'll be done. Rid of it and be done.
There was a new drifter outside Brewed Awakening this morning. Younger than me asking for change "for coffee". I would have given it to him if he'd asked it for soap. I gave him the usual, "not today," and moved on. The lady at Nefeli thanked me for my tip on using steam to warm her house, apparently it somewhat worked. The new season of students are here in the usual numbers, which made returning to my dark apartment feel even emptier. Even Emptier than usual.
It's a beautiful day. One of the better ones, at least.
Posted by Matt at January 19, 2005 11:21 AM