The other day was National Orgasm Day.
I missed it.
Do I have to wait until next year to observe the day?
Questions that keep one up at night.
Why do I keep trying to write the word random "randome" ? I have similar issues with handsome, only I try to leave the "e" off. And Awesome. This makes no sense. Sense is a word I often stupidly misspell "sence". It looks wrong, I always catch myself before it's too late. Misspell is another word I often misspell. Not mispell, but mistook, not misstook, right? Missunderstood? Confusing. I can't spell. It's not a secret, but I try to compensate. Spell check is something I'm grateful not greatful for.
And I am delighted and fascinated by the etymology of words, you'd think that knowing the origins of words and their evolution would significantly improve my spelling, but no.
Yup. What else.
I am not a fan of summer, the heat, ugh. I can't stand it. But I have a nice memory of being too warm,and the smell of warm dry earth and meadow flowers and sweet grass walking down a gravelly path to the empty school playground when I was a kid. It's vivid this memory of nothing much in particular. I wonder why I remember that moment and not other more significant events.
I went to the library, got a couple of books of poetry, Merwin and Gluck. Not as accessible as my current beguiling poet crush, Kenneth Koch. I tried to read some Kenyon, but I got too jealous, jealous, a word I should be able to spell but struggle with every time.
Another book, Writing as a Path to Awakening, seemed like a good idea at the time. I was hoping to keep this book a secret but I just now spilled those beans. It just sounds so crystals and incense, and that's not usually my scene. Something about the premise repels me and intrigues me. I almost said, repels and intrigues me simultaneously (another tricky spelling word, simultaneously) but simultaneously is implied, and adding that word makes the writing poorer. You know? I'm learning.
Picked up a novel by Chuck Palahniuk, which is spelled correctly despite Spellcheck's red line declaration otherwise. I admire his style. Direct, quirky, macabre, (a word I can actually spell right the first time). Also David Sedaris. I love that guy for the same reason. No lies. Just straight up truth, ugly bits and all.
Another random thought:
I'm looking around, the fan's on, the dog is sleeping like an old cat in the sun, the cat is sleeping like a cat, sprawled across the desk in such a way that I am typing this sitting on my bed hunched over a low table, uncomfortable.
The houseplants are doing well and I've been able to keep everyone watered despite their proximity or lack, to the kitchen sink.
And that's what there is.
I missed it.
Do I have to wait until next year to observe the day?
Questions that keep one up at night.
Why do I keep trying to write the word random "randome" ? I have similar issues with handsome, only I try to leave the "e" off. And Awesome. This makes no sense. Sense is a word I often stupidly misspell "sence". It looks wrong, I always catch myself before it's too late. Misspell is another word I often misspell. Not mispell, but mistook, not misstook, right? Missunderstood? Confusing. I can't spell. It's not a secret, but I try to compensate. Spell check is something I'm grateful not greatful for.
And I am delighted and fascinated by the etymology of words, you'd think that knowing the origins of words and their evolution would significantly improve my spelling, but no.
Yup. What else.
I am not a fan of summer, the heat, ugh. I can't stand it. But I have a nice memory of being too warm,and the smell of warm dry earth and meadow flowers and sweet grass walking down a gravelly path to the empty school playground when I was a kid. It's vivid this memory of nothing much in particular. I wonder why I remember that moment and not other more significant events.
I went to the library, got a couple of books of poetry, Merwin and Gluck. Not as accessible as my current beguiling poet crush, Kenneth Koch. I tried to read some Kenyon, but I got too jealous, jealous, a word I should be able to spell but struggle with every time.
Another book, Writing as a Path to Awakening, seemed like a good idea at the time. I was hoping to keep this book a secret but I just now spilled those beans. It just sounds so crystals and incense, and that's not usually my scene. Something about the premise repels me and intrigues me. I almost said, repels and intrigues me simultaneously (another tricky spelling word, simultaneously) but simultaneously is implied, and adding that word makes the writing poorer. You know? I'm learning.
Picked up a novel by Chuck Palahniuk, which is spelled correctly despite Spellcheck's red line declaration otherwise. I admire his style. Direct, quirky, macabre, (a word I can actually spell right the first time). Also David Sedaris. I love that guy for the same reason. No lies. Just straight up truth, ugly bits and all.
Another random thought:
I'm looking around, the fan's on, the dog is sleeping like an old cat in the sun, the cat is sleeping like a cat, sprawled across the desk in such a way that I am typing this sitting on my bed hunched over a low table, uncomfortable.
The houseplants are doing well and I've been able to keep everyone watered despite their proximity or lack, to the kitchen sink.
And that's what there is.
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