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All I want is... everything that seems so close and yet so far out of my reach. ) Is that so wrong?

... Is this PMS? Pesach-induced blood sugar swings? Post-[seder] letdown? Work stress? Shul stress? Vicarious prod-week stress? Loneliness? Plain old out-of-sorts?

Nothing that a hot bath and an early bedtime couldn't fix, I suppose. At least, except for the part where I failed to send my mom even a birthday card on time (for today), but it's too late to worry about that for now. All I can do is call her up.

oy gevalt

Monday, February 28th, 2005 01:16 pm
chanaleh: (Default)
I just got my February pay stub. It's the 28th? Already?? How did THAT happen? Purim feels much too close already (and technically it's delayed a month to begin with). Please, oh, please don't make me think about Pesach.

On the other hand, the other thing that just landed in my in-box is the collection I ordered (used) of the Talley plays. Yay! Who wants to borrow it when I'm done? And when are we reading them out loud?

Speaking of reading: [livejournal.com profile] ellen_kushner now has a LiveJournal? And according to her info page, she shares my birthday?! This is the most entertaining pair of facts I expect to discover all day.

nattering about... fullness and emptiness )

So much to do. I could write a whole additional post... and may, later. For now, instead, I will go drink some more water and get back to my report writing.

And tonight... more snow.

blah

Sunday, November 30th, 2003 10:27 am
chanaleh: (Default)
I am home.
And kind of at loose ends.

I had a lot of thoughts to write about while I was in CA, and now I mostly just feel numb and not like doing anything at all.

Which I guess means the thing to do is go buy some milk so I can make coffee, and watch ER on tape for the rest of the morning. And then perhaps I will feel more grounded.

Having gone to bed at 2:15, I slept until almost 10. Adjusted for Pacific time, this is about the same schedule I kept all week :-)
chanaleh: (Default)
It's always very weird for me to be worked up about something in such a way that I don't feel much like eating.

I felt this way at lunchtime today even though I was aware of being actually, physically hungry at the same time. (Luckily for [livejournal.com profile] ablock, who was meeting me for lunch, the prospect of yummy lamb shawarma from the Kendall Square trucks cleared up the conflicting signals in pretty short order.)

Now I'm going to a community Shabbat dinner at shul tonight and I'm just not really in the mood. It'll be fine once I get there, I'm sure. But I think the only idea that really appeals to me at the moment is going home and escaping into sleep... so that tomorrow will get here faster.

EDIT: Or maybe it's just that I feel a slight headache coming on. (God knows I'm entitled to be tired and burnt out on socializing. Remind me to, in fact, go to bed early.)

road tripping

Thursday, August 15th, 2002 02:43 pm
chanaleh: (Default)
Jonathan leaves today for South Carolina, for a week. I knew he was going to go (pilgrimage home to visit family and lick his wounds of being recently laid off) -- but turns out he's driving down, so he could pick up and go on less than 24 hours' notice. musings on surprising feelings of emptiness )

This aside, I'm a bit jealous of being able to hop in the car and hit the open road for a week. (Not that I'd wish to be laid off, of course, and I suppose it has to have its privileges. :-) The two of us, in particular, would have such a ball together on a 1900-mile road trip. Sometimes I think that's one of my hidden criteria for marriage: that I can only marry someone I'd be excited to make a cross-country road trip with.

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