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Thursday, August 5, 2004 The Beauty Of Her, Under Electric Light. I climbed onto the bus, clutching my bag; I'd fought with a man who had a cell phone attached to his massive sideburns over the last of the garlic green beans at the hot food counter, had a six pack of sparkling water poked in my back during check-out, and narrowly avoided getting run over by the bus, which stopped hard and long of the bus stop. I fussed with my bag and it wasn't until we jolted to the next stop that I caught a glimpse of downtown between buildings. The light was beautiful. The sky was pink and orange, electric curls on midnight blue velvet clouds. Buildings off in the distance were aglow, though our street remained bathed in shadow. A strange tower I didn't recognize stood brilliantly white, with small blue-white lights, against the dimming sky. Suddenly I was disoriented, seeing the City as though it were new, as though I was seeing the San Francisco of the future. And just as quickly the bus plunged between two rows of warehouses and the view was gone. It peeked through at each intersection, the scene growing dimmer and at the same time, more familiar as I recognized landmarks near and far. I had hoped to get a photo before it faded, but by the time we reached my neighborhood, the light was gone, the spell ended. I walked home and ate dinner alone at my desk. I hope I'm not being metaphoric.
09:03 PM PST (link) Tuesday, August 3, 2004 Tell Me Why. Why did I spend money on daily moisturizer with sunscreen if I never leave the office during the day? Why did I start a new video game, knowing how compulsive I am about playing a new game, during a week with a ton of deadlines? Why can't I seem to stop myself from turning it on and playing for a few hours? Why do my eyes hurt and I feel irritable, unfocused, and tired? (Oh, wait, see above question.) Why does the process of making my teeth healthier make them hurt so frickin' much? Why did it take me so long to write this dumb post? And why does it sound an awful lot like the Sturtle's?
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