a wet dog

Today.

Woke up to the MLK day thinkin nothin except how to get to work. Opted out of figuring on anything and creaked open the rusted hinges of my car door and just polluted my way to work instead. Honestly so cold here anyway, maybe global warming isn't always a bad thing? Maybe I just need a scarf and a hat. Or a scarf hat. Hatscarf. Is there no market yet? Who could say.

At work it was boring and I was hungry but excited from too much coffee on too empty a stomach. People keep telling me lies telling me coffee is an appetite suppressant but it's just like apples; just a bit makes me crazy in hunger and i can't stop thinking about putting somethinganything in this stomach of mine.

New books day and on sale tomorrow so I spent a lot of time flipping through pages. Read about 15 pages of Beautiful Children and can't decide if this one is worth the time or not. Interesting maybe but I don't know. Too much in queue anyhow. Anyhow.

Well the sun shone down all day today in through the halfway miraged windows of our warehouse and mostly over the screen of my computer making it unreadable except when I held invoices briefly over it in order to make my work work. Yeah the blinds go down but it's so rarely sunny here. You start to pine for it and when it happens you're almost willing to pay someone. Just make it stay a little bit longer just a bit brighter just make it another day. Maybe a day when I don't work for once.

This is an opposite feeling from the GOOD OLD DAYS OF PHOENIX. I capitalized that to make a statement.

So anyway today it was the sun right. All bright up there, annoying but in a little kid way; you kind of want to slap it and make it hurt or cry or just leave but at the same time you can't stop loving it anyway. Makes you smile for all it hurts. Now it's just the reverse. The moon is hanging up there unnaturally watching through a sky surprisingly absent of clouds. I can almost see it sitting regularly from my bedroom but for an overhang or i suppose the roof coming down, angling off the one bright spectator of the night. I thought I'd see more stars living in Portland; I hardly see any. Just a drive away. Yeah yeah.

Back on track. Work was 8ish hours. Drove back home.

My dog. Well I don't know what happened but he shit his fur and I guess I didn't notice it because I am a bad owner of dogs but when I called for him to come back inside everything smelled terribly and I checked my shoes in a panic thinking I had somehow stepped in something INSIDE MY OWN HOUSE which of course would mean that my dog had in fact shit in the house and he doesn't do that really so I wasn't concerned which is when I looked down and said OH MAN and epsilon is trotting around with deep black stains streaking up and down his fur and i said OH MAN again and had him follow me upstairs and locked him in the bathroom while i looked for some sort of shampoo and mindy had some because mine like other things i own(ed) is in ARIZONA and I took this and the skull shaped cup that everytime i drink from things spill down the sides of my lips and i only drink red things from it so i feel like a vampire and i washed him right in the tub, unclogging the drain afterwards of coarse white hair that he is all too well known for really you should see the floor of my house sometime.

I really hope you read that as it is punctuated.

pause.

So now anyway I guess we're up to speed. Oh maybe not.

I got home and aside from the dog situation everything was if not great pretty okay and then I am checking my emails and go from high to low within ten minutes and now I guess i'm sittin in the middle somewhere. If you're there too, hi!

that's it i guess. it's only 630. more things may happen.