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She's like the girl in the movie when the Spitfire falls
Like the girl in the picture that he couldn't afford
She's like the girl with the smile in the hospital ward
Like the girl in the novel in the wind on the moors

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Primordial phantom of romance

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Have I mentioned lately how happy I am to be back on the Ventura Coast? We’ve had the June Gloom for several weeks now, which doesn’t necessarily mean it’s grey all day, but that mornings and evenings are cool and gentle, and the sunny afternoons don’t get too hot. Monday, driving home from work, tendrils of fog caressed the hills (“The mist crawls…like some primordial phantom of romance…”). This morning, it wasn’t quite raining, but there was a fine sheen of mist in the air. I’m not a desert dweller; I need my moisture, my mist, my (relative) greenery. [contented sigh]


Is it bad of me to be watching Styx’s crew set up the stage for the concert tonight, while I’m at work?

Corollary question: Do I care?


In other news, Ken will be leaving directly from the Portland trip (out of SFO) to go to Korea. He’ll get back on 3 July, but will probably spend a night in SF recuperating before he rides the rest of the way home. Why is he never home when I have a 3-day weekend? Sheez. But after that, he’ll be home for a good long time. Get all the traveling out of the way in one fell swoop. (Isn’t that a great phrase? Thank you again, Mr. Shakespeare.)

Wow, I really am tired today.


My boss’s comment regarding my swopping back and forth between the text I’m copy editing (for the other boss) and the Styx webcam: “Just keep an eye out for who walks by.” Then he leaned over my shoulder. “Can you see your friends? Aren’t they supposed to be in the front row?”

I like my boss. :-)


Egads, I’m down to three e-mails in my In Box (all of which are reminders, rather than things to be answered) and two in Drafts. I can’t describe how good this makes me feel!

In other, entirely unrelated good news, I get to work from home Thursday and Friday of next week while our department gets moved. So it’s kinda like a four-day weekend, in that I don’t have to get up early and get dressed and have an hour commute each way. But I’ll still have to work… It’s easier to be more efficient at home, though. The cats will be so very happy.


Damn. No writing on the carpool home (we took the back twisty roads—gorgeous, but not conducive to writing when the laptop is sliding all over) and then a long talk with Ken tonight, so it’s either write and be tired to the point of illness tomorrow, or sleep. Sleep now. More writing tomorrow.


Currently Reading: Always a Bridegroom, Tesni Morgan
Lately Listened To: Styx, Big Bang Theory
Recently Watched: “CSI: Miami”

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