11:47 a.m.||||2001-11-08
"You made me love you, I didn't want to do it, no
I didn't want to do it...
It's Thursday...I thought it was Tuesday. Tomorrow is PAYDAY. Time to pay all the past-due bills day.
My friend, heretofore known as Juan, and who since has decided to become Julio...is here. Yay! He is my midmorning smoking buddy...my best friend since '94. The shit we've been through would spin your head...and I have a series of privacy commitments as long as my arm, dig?
I need a shower. I need to get out the house. I was planning on reprinting a song here for your nonlistening entertainment, but I need to see what Julio wants to do.
...And so later, hours later, I came back to see what had happened here, what'd I say? And really...this has been a quiet, small, gloomy day...D's not home from work, I am bored, but not unhappy, although I do have a stomach ache. I had planned on typing out song lyrics so that if you stare hard enough you'd be able to hear it. I had wanted to just keep copying stories for your entertainment...but geocities hasn't worked all day, even e-mail has been slow. I should clean some shit up on my system...but...ugh.
This has been a delightful week with my little son, who every day seems more and more himself. Silly pop-eye grins. Right now he's giving me that "smitten with you" smile. When I giggle at him, he giggles back. He waits for my eye contact from all points of the room. You can tell he's starting to really enjoy the people in his sphere. He's a ham, really. Today he learned how to pivot - he gets beached when he rolls over still, but today he noticed he can at least rotate to point in any direciton.
I really came back to title this entry...I'm gonna go see what his chubbniness would like to do. Hours on couches are good for slouches...
I have had some most reassuring feedback in the past 48, and I gotta say...it's helped to relax a little, these interactions.
HIPMAMA