Listening: the last bits of "Who's Line is it Anyway?"
Reading (perhaps quality): started a book mom leant me about Berkeley High, called "Class Dismissed", I think.
Reading (definitely pulp): finished "Needful Things" by Stephen King but it's still in my backpack and I haven't put anything else in yet so I reread parts on the metro.
Drinking: semi-flat diet pepsi.
August 20, 2002
The cross town commute is a pain, but there are some advantages to working near the Marine Barracks. This morning on my way to work I saw the most beautiful man on his morning run - dark skin slick with sweat, amazing muscle definition, moving swiftly and smoothly in the early morning cool. Hot damn. Wouldn't have wanted to actually be near him (sweat is nicer at a distance) but it was a pleasant early morning sight.
Have been away from the computer for a bit. Mom was visiting last weekend, then last night I meant to write after I just laid down for a minute. Yeah - a minute that began at 7 pm and ended at 1:30 am. Got up then for an hour and a half - read, watched some tv, vegged out, had some dinner, then went back to sleep until my usual 6:30. Wouldn't want to keep it as my normal sleep schedule or anything, but as a one off it worked just fine.
About Mom's visit - had a great time. She, Keith and bug visited me here at my last apartment before I left for grad school, but this was the first time it was just her and me on my turf. We walked and walked - I warned her to bring comfortable shoes and she said she hadn't worn sneakers so much in a long long time.
Thursday we had dinner at Lauriol Plaza (my favorite DC restaurant), then headed home to hang.
Friday she did museums all day (I was
in meetings), we walked around and had dinner in Georgetown, then walked
to Clarendon to join a engagement fete-in-progress for Leigh
and Porter (D and
Fergus, Foster and
and her mom were there as well). Was great
to introduce Mom to the gang she hadn't met, and nice for her to see
D (since we went to High School together she
Saturday we did museums together.
Sunday was a trip to Eastern Market. She loved the furniture and crafts there and the two of us spent time poring over jewelry. Then we about died from the heat and decided to go to Pentagon City to get away. Hung out for a bit there, then followed the air conditioning and went to Courthouse and saw "Goldmember". Dinner from El Pollo Rico capped another good day.
Monday she left. We left the house at the same time - she to go hang at Union Station and me to go to work.
Now am watching a documentary on Jack the Ripper where they're talking about women with "abandoned character". As if those women picked prostitution up and placed their prospects for another life down. The photos and drawings of the period make it all look so long ago, though I know that people then really couldn't have been so different.
Doing (life and related tasks): meetings all day tomorrow, making plans for the weekend, starting training for the 5K.
Doing (crafty stuff): Mom and I finished the sweater back, am continuing on the front.
Wanting: things to get sorted out at work, the course at the corcoran to come through, some time to catch up on cleaning up the apartment.
Anticipating: not sure what but sure it's something.