i'm awake
i'm a little concerned about the string of
ten or slightly over ten hour sleeping
a dream journal
ok
i missed that last part
i'll have to go back and watch
i wasn't sure it was coming back
and i had to watch the weather news
i was too freaked out
the storm has been getting bigger and it was almost a cat 5
as of six
they now think it will be cat 5, or within a few miles an hour of it
but
good news
it has shifted a little east
and the storm has tightened up
so
they aren't sure if there will be anything left of lake charles
but
we might not even get much rain
i feel so weird
like antsy and a.d.d. and guilty
because lake charles is just a town trying to get by
it's not someplace that i personally feel connected to
but
people take trips to lake charles to gamble
i've heard about it all my life
and i've driven through it a lot
i wish there was something i could do to protect them
but
i'm so so grateful that it's not coming here
so, the guilt
i can't concentrate
i'm not sure whether to have a coffee
as a comfort food kind of thing
or
just start drinking
it's supposed to hit land about midnight now
i think it slowed up some
which is how come it was able to power up
i've got salt water taffy to stress eat
idk how you can deal with the fire thing
i'm sorry you have to leave your beautiful bunker
it looks like such a dream house and the bunker has a really nice roof
i think i'll start with coffee
i love you sweetheart
my zip code is not recommended evacuation
idk where exactly it is, but south of me
if the storm shifts
again
there could be fifteen foot storm surges
which equals bad flooding for all those low lying areas
and, of course, winds
now
they're projecting further east than they were this morning
but the storm is projected to be stronger
so
we'll see
i'm not super stressed about it
i mean, i am a little ptsd, but not too much
i sort of watched the convention, but not with any attention
every time i faded in
i was offended or incredulous or some other such emotion
and i just didn't have that much room for it
i'm gonna start by saying
you do whatever you need to do
to keep yourself and your family safe
i love you
it feels a little post apocalyptic though
inland hurricanes in the mid-west
california's on fire again
and
oh yeah, i hadn't forgotten it was hurricane season
but two at once is unusual (1933 the last time, apparently)
plus one's headed right for me (potentially)
you can't ever say, not for sure
because they can shift direction and mostly do
but it's five days out and i gotta check the hurricane supplies
all i can think of now is
water
green drink powder (gatorade or powerade)
tequila and margarita mix
tuna and bread
i have soup and stuff
i have a camp stove and propane
but, realistically
if there's a hurricane and the power is out
i'm not gonna cook shit
it's supposed to be twenty years between hurricane hits
like, almost, clockwork
carla, alicia, allison,
but then ike and harvey
ike was less than ten years from allison
allison was really a tropical storm that stalled out
so
that made harvey the almost twenty year
except that it wasn't a hit for us either, exactly
but
the whole climate change thing has gotten it all out of whack
i was worried about climate change before
i had to start worrying about all this
i don't have the same sense of things there
i don't have a real understanding, like you have
having been a long time resident there
i know things get dry
and i know about the santa ana winds
which i found frightening
i've driven in california and seen things burning on the side of the road
and then there were pictures
and video footage
of that shit that looked like driving through a volcano
or hell, or something
fires scare me way more than hurricanes
realistically i'm like seventy miles inland
it's unlikely to make it this far at a cat five
so while sure i could die
it's a lot more likely that my roof will be ripped off
my car will be flooded out
everything i own might be destroyed
but
it's just as likely that it'll hit beaumont or something, ya know
if it hit's beaumont
i probably won't even be on the dirty side of the storm
and we might not even get flooding here, maybe
although regular rain causes flooding, so who can say
whereas, if there are fires
what's stopping 'em?
they could go everywhere, burn everything
but
they don't
most of california is still there
even with the fires and the mud slides and the earthquakes
but how though, i don't get how
and where are the murder hornets
they aren't telling us about them
but that doesn't mean they went away
and
now i'm afraid of portland style para-military at the polls
am i gonna have to worry about rubber bullets at voting
no vote by mail in texas
you can get one if you have an "excuse" for why you can't vote
but fear of covid doesn't count
california is voting by mail
but how will that work for evacuees
maybe they aren't sending out ballots yet
so much to worry about
cory booker
comparing themselves to
the people voted off the island on survivor
i like cory booker
i wasn't sure i liked him at first
he comes across as, at least he did, at least to me
when he's talking as a politician
kinda slick and a little phoney
but
when he's speaking as himself
or lately, idk
he seems very genuine and charming to me
less in this segment specifically than, say
when he was speaking earlier
ok
i do want to say something about colin powell at the dnc
i'm not a fan of anyone who was part of that administration
i think powell was kinda roped into some stuff
that he may not have been comfortable with
but
it doesn't make him any less a part of it
and he gave them credibility
so, he did real damage
i'm not keen on him being part of the dnc
however
i'm in general approval of the whole
let's bring in the fucking republicans
because
social psychology has shown again and again
that people are more likely to do something that they
might not normally do
if somebody else does it first
it frees them to do it
and
i want the people who voted for 45 last time
or didn't vote last time
to say
i can vote for a democratic candidate
i can vote for someone who might be difficult for me
and, also, i would like there to be at least a little detente
between democrats and republicans to remember that we're all people
that's my hope
this is interesting
i like this
it's like a zoom meeting between biden
community leaders
and
the we the people need
this progrm seems very informed by pandemic communication forms
it's not a seemless format as i kind of expected
it seems like a zoom convention
with the little episodic inserts that are less zoom
and more about connection
more like if you were with people
and the outdoor scenes are emotionally lifting
for me anyway
i haven't really been out of the house properly for months
and then interviews
i'm not sure what i was expecting
but
it wasn't this
It's raining here. It's been raining for a while. Which is kind of funny because earlier I found a video with a simulated twin peaks diner and I think it had rain in the background and I almost set it to play in the background. I wanted rain.
I still feel a little in-a-funk-y. However my fictitious skincare brand has a first concept product. I'm almost out of my miracol mask, and although I have plenty of other and nicer masks, I am considering whether or not to buy a new one. Why?! I really like it. It reduces breakouts and has some positive benefit for blackheads (not enough, but some) and it also has anti-aging benefits. It's fast (like fifteen to twenty minutes instead of thirty minutes to an hour). Most masks will tell you some crap like ten to fifteen minutes, but most masks will not really accomplish anything unless they are used for thirty minutes or more. This one, once it sets up it has had some effect, for reals. Most masks that fight breakouts will dry your skin, not this one, it leaves your skin soft and toned and like lifted and just really nice. It smells terrible, it feels terrible, it's gloopy and sticky and a pain to wash off your hands. There is nothing nice and spa-like, nothing at all, but it works. It's got red dye and parabens-- it's bright pink why does it need to be bright pink?! It's got a pretty short ingredient list. It was one of the original formulas that Merle Norman created for her skincare line. She was a chemist, or she trained as a chemist, I'm not clear which but she knew what she was doing.
It's got albumen. So it's like an egg white mask except stronger because it has just the protein albumen, not whatever other stuff might be in egg white liquid. My mother used to run after me and smear egg whites on my face when we were at her parent's house and I had blackheads as a kid, and they never did a damn thing for the blackheads or my face-- they were just gross. This mask gets much much tighter. But the thing is that the protein is also amazing for older skin. So this mask works for all ages. Now it was originally too tight for me and it kind of irritated my face, but then I read somewhere that the original instructions were to clean face with the cleansing cream (which is like cold cream, but more like a stage makeup cold cream that like ponds) and then after cleaning it off put another thin coat on your face before putting the miracol on. This is like a game-changer. The oil gets down into your pores and the mask bonds with it and it helps pull more out of your pores, plus it protects your skin from the irritation of too strong of tightening action. I don't use the cold cream. I have. I like it, but it's all mineral oil and though that works great it doesn't feel nice and the green police say it's bad for you and blah blah blah. I know that mineral oil is fine and it removes makeup better than anything else and the eve lom, in fact has mineral oil and I love that, but I'm kind of rationing that because I'm not wearing makeup and blah blah. Whatever. There is also urea which the green people also don't like,but which is an amazing moisturizer and supposedly a mild exfoliant. It also has elderberry powder which is an anti-oxidant and maybe serves some other skin regenerative purpose, at least I'm pretty sure it's elderberry, it might be elderflower or I might have the thing wrong-- it's the latin name and I didn't look it up just now.
I was toying with the idea of trying to make a version without the dye and stuff. I thought maybe I could use aloe instead of water. I was trying to think what other things I could throw in there. I'm picturing it in a small paint tube, which at some point morphed into a silver oil paint looking tube with a parchment-y label-- quite against my will,that's just how it looks in my head now. The mask that comes out is not quite opaque, it's slightly translucent, and the color keeps shifting. It has this slightly paint-like tack to the texture but it's nice and non-gloopy. I started off thinking canadian glacier clay,but then I wound my way around to pollen (which is also high in protein)-- but might cause allergic reactions, to manuka honey. I'm just not sure. Honey might cause it not to tighten properly.
But then. My whole fantasy was shattered because I had this thought. Buy this and this and mix in whatever ingredients you want to try, but surely that will work and give you more masks than you could ever want. And that probably will work. And it might be as good or better, dunno. Or I could just buy another mask for $22. rather than spending a bunch of money on ingredients. That sukoyaka suhada is supposed to be the best stuff ever, but it probably has parabensin it too. Korean skincare doesn't have parabens but a lot of Japanese skincare does. There is not a consensus on paraben danger. New products are largely made with other preservatives, but older formulations are not all being reformulated. {I just checked and it doesn't have parabens.] So, idk, whatever.
I wound myself up into a huge thing, and then I wound myself out of it.
The bex lilas thing, I'm not sure what that is. When I woke up it was in my head. Could be it's the name of the brand. Could be it's a character name. Since I have to start over on the book idea, maybe it's got a name for the character now, dunno.
So I got the facial oil and I really like it. It doesn't really absorb very well, though. It feels very smooth and silky and all but it takes hours to absorb. I figured papaya oil would be light and absorb quickly, in fact I even thought it was described as a light oil (might be mis-remembering). I really like it though. I've been trying not to pick and I mean I am so so close to having everything healed up. Also limited red spots of healed stuff. This is either going to take me over the edge and fix it all up, or it will over-stimulate it and start the whole process over. Fingers crossed.
When I went to my mailbox to get the oil there was a check from the Department of the Treasury. I wasn't sure what that was about. I filed an extension, so even if I will get a refund (which I'm quite certain I won't) there is no reason that it would be here now. I've been keeping mostly up with the news and I've heard nothing to indicate that there is any more stimulus coming (and again even if there were it wouldn't be here now). I scratched my head. I sprayed it with disinfectant. I opened it up. $13.48. Weird.
I mean, the amount is recognizable to me, but not why I'm getting it now. Let me explain.
Last year or maybe it was the year before, I'm not totally sure now, I filed for an extension. When I paid it I owed 'em like $150. or something. So I paid that. And before when I owed 'em money, if it was less than $400 then I didn't owe penalty. But this time apparently I did. So whatever. The government says you owe 'em money, then you owe 'em money. But when they sent it, the bill I mean, was right before the shut down. Not the c'v'd lockdown, the government shutdown. So, I was both pissed off about that and wasn't even sure there was anybody there to receive it. So I didn't send it right away. It was for like $10. Then I forgot about it.
One day I got a phone call when I was half asleep and I pressed screen. And this whole thing came up about how the irs was taking me to court and whatnot. And I'm like wtf. I was pretty sure it was a scam. It was, as it turns out, but I didn't know about it as a scam at the time. It just didn't make sense. I had paid them why would they waste resources takingme to court over $10. without, ya know, like sending me another bill-- it hadn't been that long. So I thought I'd just call the irs and clear it up, but i couldn't get through, and I started to panic a little. So I busted out the letter they sent with the bill and it said you could pay online. I thought it was possible that the penalty might have increased, since I didn't pay right away but I wasn't sure how much, so I paid them $25. They sent me a refund check for $13.48 which I never cashed. But I figured, if they were sending me a refund they must be content that I had paid them what I owed them and I forgot all about it.
Now, I haven't been super law of attraction-y recently. But the last few days I've tried to get back on the bandwagon. And today I get a check from the government. I guess maybe somebody decided to check for any way they could send people help and started looking for refund checks that hadn't cleared and re-issued them. Like maybe I didn't get it and they aren't valid after six months so I couldn't cash it now. That's the only thing I can think of. Probably gonna cash this one. It's not much, but it's the thought that counts.
ok
i wanted to write to you
something about
my mother and her crazy idea
that there were some mailboxes that were not
real mailboxes
this was something
from when i was a teen-ager
or maybe early college
but
i have been scattered between the news
and there was some thing about the q thing
[which i don't want to write here because i don't want
there to be any possibility of someone coming here for that]
that said it tied in with the nine-eleven truthers
and that threw me into a tailspin
because i completely think that was a conspiracy
and i'm not alt right
and i'm not a bunch of other stuff
but it threw me into a tail-spin
plus i was confused about another thing, maybe
because of a lack of knowledge
and
then too
i had to work on my fictitious makeup line
i've decided
it's got two lines
a sea line and a flower line
and the drawings on the bottles are different colors
i think the sea line maybe has drawing in white
and the cap is white too
the cap is smooth not that ridge-y texture
but the ridge-y texture is mirrored in the label
maybe
and the flower line is yellow drawings and a yellow top
but now i want both lines *sigh*
it's like i have a bottle bouncing around behind me
i also had a crazy idea
to make them all sort of inter-changable
or use-together-able that i had kind of discarded
but
they would all be pretty together if you like rainbow colors
and i think those ugly drunk elephant packages are different colors
which was maybe why i thought no
but
for some reason now
i want something in red packaging
so there is maybe a cleansing oil
or balm and maybe the balm could be in a tube (fun)
i mean maybe there is both
and you'd pick one
and then you have to have a foaming cleanser
but i don't much like those
sometimes i like soap
but the zoomers don't use bar soap
they think it's gross
so maybe that's in a tube as well
i don't know how difficult or expensive tube packaging is
but the millenials and zoomers really like the tube packaging
so maybe heavy on that for as much stuff as possible
but i really like the tubes too
all the products that i have gotten a glimpse of in a picture
and chased around to find out what they are
have been in tubes
besides, reminds me of paint tubes
you could do a gel toner too, it could be in a tube
great for travel lixirskin is all in tubes, mostly
but then the jars are so pretty
and i like jars for some things
maybe that works out later, i've got myself sold on the tubes
so bottles you've got cleansing oil, maybe
and i'm tempted to say skip the toner
just have essences
and
a sea essence with kelp bioferment and marine collagen
and or sea silt (i really liked that sea silt serum)
no no no
kelp bioferment and marine collagen are too obvious
sea silt and astaxanthin, maybe
and i've been thinking about the serum bottles
and i went back and forth
but ya know what is the most handy to use
and this was a great product to is this dropper-y thing
also great for travel
not very glamorous, though
and the ingredients in that, i mean corn oil and cororants and fragrance oh my
and it is, i kid you not, never gonna go bad
because it's got like six preservatives
but it is super nice
man
that makes me want it, remembering how nice it was
and it's got good stuff in it
i'm trying to use clean stuff and that has parabens and whatnot
but if you put a really really good label
and it's super fun to use
and not breakable
and travel friendly
maybe it would fly
in fact you could do smaller tubes
i'm getting kinda excited about the paint box angle
And now instead of hearing about Biden/Harris we are hearing about disappearing mailboxes and destroying sorting equipment. They are really pulling out all the stops to stay in the news cycle, but isn't it counter productive to call attention to things that non-democratic voters will also really dislike. I mean, like wtf.
Ok. Another question. Why can people not get this Latinx thing right? If you understand what it's about it should not be this hard. Latino/Latina is gendered. Latinx is ungendered. It makes it possible to say "people" without making women just be part of men. If Latino is pronounced la-teen-o and Latina is pronounced la-teen-ah then Latinx is not pronounced la-tin-exxxx. Come on people. Wouldn't it logically be la-teen-iks.
I would like to create a skincare line, and I suppose I could, but it would be a little expensive to start up and also I might, no, I for sure would, need to learn more about formulation. A lot of people seem to be doing it on Etsy though. But the problem with me is that I don't think I have a very common skin situation, so it's not like I'd be creating the products to fill a niche need. I have very fiddly needs. I've found that I can't really, at least any more, just use the same thing every day, which is what I'd kind of like to do. It needs exfoliation, but not too much. It needs actives, but not too much. I really would like-- at least in theory to be able to-- have three or four things that I could use every day morning and night with maybe a mask added once or twice a week. Probably I don't really want that. Probably I love to try new things. But the idea of creating the perfect line for me with all the things I love that work for my skin is very appealing. Chlorella Growth Factor and SeaKelp bioferment and Propolis and cloudberry oil and black cumin oil and carrot seed essential oil and manuka essential oil and blue yarrow essential oil and wow there are a lot more things. And designing the packaging would be difficult-- well,I guess it wouldn't if I was making a budget line on Etsy-- but if I was doing like something nice, where the packaging is supposed to help sell it would be tricky. My taste is not typical. For example this is what most women seem to think is beautiful packaging-- not just that product, but the whole Tatcha line. I don't like the way they look at all. I just spent a long time down a rabbit hole looking for an equivalent product that I do like the look of which was stupid because I'm not talking about that product I'm talking about the design of all the packaging, which is pearlescent and either white or purple. I think that what I hate about the packaging is the shape. And I think outer people really like the shape. I like more apothecary shapes, but mostly more squared but not...
I'm not crazy about the label but I like the squared off bottle and the black cap and the design on the glass. I also like this tube packaging and this shape jar, especially with this lid. I really like the texture of it. Now I like a good squared jar too, but with this one you wouldn't have all the corner action, plus it's just so pretty.
I'm feeling a little stressed, I guess. I am not feeling all that talk-y. I want to talk to you. But I think the things I want to talk about are mostly not likely to be interesting to you. My excitement for a new cheap skincare product that I hope will be almost as good as a really expensive skincare product that i love. Well, I've started, I might as well tell you. I have this stuff, I buy it in very small jars and it lasts a long time so I could argue that it isn't that expensive, but it's expensive. I've talked about it before. The Truth Treatments C Balm. It's tetrahexyldecyl ascorbate. The lipid soluble version of vitamin c. It's one of those "medical grade" skincare from a formulating pharmacist and it really not only makes your skin glow like a hundred watt bulb, heals up whatever you got going on that needs healing, but it also builds collagen-- or at least i feel like it does. But, like I said, it's 'spensive. And I like to buy things from small business on Etsy and such rather than buy from Amazon or wherever, but I was looking for the tetrahexyldecyl ascorbate, which used to be a very uncommon ingredient but maybe isn't quite as uncommon now. You can find plenty of ascorbic acid serums now but I can't use them they irritate my skin. You can find other forms and some of them work for me, but not like this. Maybe that's just because it's such a strong concentration or the formulation or whatever, but I cannot be using this every night or I will run out fast. I found this serum brightening serum and it seemed like a winner. I am a read the label kind of girl. And this has the tetrahexyldecyl ascorbate but it also has carrot root which might be as good as carrot seed essential oil but should be good anyway. The papaya seed oil might be slightly exfoliating, but it's an oil so I'm feeling like it won't be as irritating. Whatever. I have high hopes. The eye serum I got from her is my favorite eye product, currently. I had that eye cream which worked the best of anything but I am having an aversion to creams of any sort right now. I feel like they will break me out.
Anyway. I'm excited about that, it should be here tomorrow, maybe.
The cat is pacing around. He's acting like he wants to eat, but he doesn't usually eat until 4:30 or 5 and I feel like I just fed him an hour or so ago. Maybe not, maybe it was two hours ago, but I don't think so. I don't know why I'm so obsessed with skin care.
Yeah, I just had to feed him. He was standing at the door screaming.
I bought, months ago now, maybe a year ago, a "sonic shaver". It just seems like a small shaver but now that I have used it, it does seem different, so maybe, but it's battery operated, so maybe not. Anyway, I don't like the idea of shaving my face, but the peach fuzz is more than it was when i was younger and also more on one side than the other and either of these things alone would be enough to cause me to freak out, ya know. Then though,on top of that there are the antennae. They grow cyclically, so what I would tend to do is shave those off and then pluck them as they grow back. Sometimes if you catch 'em at the time they are slightly less painful. That was not the case the last time, so I've been watching them come in and getting less and less happy about it until i just busted it out. It was easy and painless and i shaved my arms while I was at it because I now find that hair extremely unattractive as well.
ok now, question: wtf with the birtherism. I mean, it was pretty unbelievable with Obama, but Harris wasn't born anywhere exotic or complicated she was born in fucking Oakland, Ca. Also, the idea that she might not be a citizen because she had immigrant parents, wtf. In America if you are born in America you are American full stop. Isn't that part of the shit they're always complaining about Mexicans for, supposedly, coming here and having babies so they can get citizenship as parents of citizens. Do they really think they can have this both ways? Also the idea that Harris is a left wing candidate is ridiculous. She is possibly more law & order that is ideal. Also, if she is so leftist then why did 45 give money to her CA AG campaign? He doesn't even live in California. Is it really possible that they have no dirt on Biden/Harris? Mad Nasty Woman and Sleepy Joe is the best they can do? Are all the operatives working for Lincoln Project? I thought this whole week would be Biden/Harris news cycle, and quite frankly I cannot believe that this stupid racist bullshit is taking it over. Why is the media letting this have so much oxygen?
i dreamed about
coffee shop, i think
only people were going back to college
and
i was changing clothes in the back of a van
before i went in some big house
to meet some important person
and
i was meeting some kid going back to college
at a noodle shop
and
there was more, but i don't remember
mr sluggo
he often strays from the kitchen a little
which made me nervous at first
because the carpet powder
does it really all get vacuumed up
has at least baking soda
and maybe other thing that might not be good for mr sluggo
but
he seems fine
i figure he knows what he's doing
but last night
he was out about halfway between the kitchen and bathroom
which granted
isn't all that far
but was about two feet further out
and put him in a shadow
i could have stepped on him accidently
i told him how glad i was to see him
and how fine he was looking
but
that maybe be careful about blending in too good
the cat looked at him with interest when he first showed up
but now
mr sluggo could be invisible asfar as kitty's concerned
he leaves these beautiful glistening tracks
even when they dry they continue to have a slight ethereal sparkle when you catch them from the right angle
did i tell you i thought he was transforming into a leaf during the day
and then
when there were two mr sluggos
there were mysteriously two leaves
my mind was properly blown
i was going to go to bed a while ago
but
i didn't
i have like eight more scenes
i have to write
unless i'm forgetting one
or i think of a clever way to condense them
i was surprised it was that many
but
that's the information i have to get in
i am actually looking forward to getting through this part
i'm ready to get on to funner parts
mr sluggo and the night kitchen
but
it's not all going to be fun with slugs
i hope you had a good day
i love you very much sweetheart
and i realize i'm not writing much dialog
but this book isn't really about dialog
i hope not every chapter is as information dense as the first one
i feel like every little bit i write is a whole short story
and i'm not certain that i should have
put the stuff about the toilet being stolen
i may change that
i want it to simultaneously maybe be
a mystery about the actually missing thing
and the metaphor of a stolen america
so
that part may end up having to be changed somehow
if it doesn't work
with the later on stuff
anyway
if you don't like it
then
i don't know what to say
i'm feeling pretty good about it
but i'm not sure
oh well
goodnight sweetheart
i love you very much
She was in a dream, and she was aware that she was in a dream. She walked up to a table with two people sitting there, but she got the impression that they weren't exactly people, there was something kind of otherworldly about them, they weren't exactly in focus. On the table was a stack of what looked like lucite tablets, possibly holographic, with what at first seemed like circular cuts in them going all the way around without meeting at the end which would have made them fall through. However, as she looked at them closer they seemed more like zen enso or the writing of Arrival aliens. She felt like she was beginning to get some understanding of them, they were case files. Whatever, she had run out of time for this analysis, they were asking her questions. What can you tell us about the golden toilet, they wanted to know.
Well, it's an art piece by Maurizio Cattelan commissioned by the Guggenheim. It's an installation piece that's an actual functional toilet made out of, i think, 18 karat gold. They had it set up in the Guggenheim as an installation for people to actually use as a toilet. They offered it to 45 as an art loan but he declined. Oh yeah, and the title of the piece is America. What can you tell me about it?
It's been stolen.
She couldn't stop thinking about it after she woke up. She looked it up. It had been stolen. It had been loaned out to Churchill's birthplace. It had disappeared. There didn't seem to be any leads.
i talked to my mother on the phone
she said she missed my voice
and i put her off for several days
but finally i just had to
so we talked for several hours
and then i couldn't go to sleep
or
do anything productive
i'm about to go to bed now
i hope
i'm thrown off
i love you sweetheart
goodnight
oh
and i read her a little of my story
and about a page of lot 49
and
then i made the mistake of asking her something
what does the dream at the beginning tell you about the character
and then i waited
and she's like
are you asking me a question
i can't answer questions
but then she proceeded to tell me
your words flowed really well
it sounded more like a finished work than arough draft
i think the standard accepted way that you are supposed to write is not to edit as you go
you should just be writing not editing
and i'm like that's what i'm doing
that's how my writing comes out
i'm just thinking it out
and planning before i start writing
but i'm not stopping the flow once i start
i don't think
i should have read her any
she reads
and she has always wanted me to write
but idk
it always seems like she doesn't understand me
or doesn't like it or something
anyway
whatever
Liberte egalite fraternite the toothbrush glass motto cried out to her as she brushed her teeth and toweled herself dry. Now the cat would be fed. He ran halfway down the stairs then stopped. I'm king of the stairs he glared up at her. Working at cross purposes again I see, she said, now please try not to kill mommy or how will you ever get breakfasses, and obviously seeing the sense in that he moved on to the kitchen for first breakfast. There would, of course, be second breakfast before she left. This had been negotiated by kitty, which is what she called him although it was not his name. When she first brought him home from the rescue in spring of 2016 a fully grown cat jaded by the system, aggressive and taciturn-- nicknamed she later discovered in a phone conversation with his foster mom the donald for both his aggression and his orangeness-- they had had differing opinions about his role. She wanted affection, companionship and was dismayed when he did not greet her at the door when she came home from work. She had explained to him that she would feed him when she came home, entering through the kitchen, and that she was willing to call him a minimal number of times, but that she expected him to greet her. He had complied, he wanted the food afterall, but over time it had become the ritual she had noticed to be enjoyable between herself and her previous companions of the cat persuasion. Kitty, however, had later reasoned that going away was categorically equivalent and hence was owing if celebrated. She could not argue, and what is more she did not wish to argue, she was happy to comply, and so had begun what would later be formally named the living document.
She got in her car, let it warm up, and drove to the exit gate. She hopped out and entered the code in the pad. She hopped back in, closed the door, drove up enough to engage the sensor, then put on her safety belt before pulling down into the decline where she could see the oncoming traffic. This had become more of a dance recently and the word hopped is used ironically. This used to be a process in which the only conscious process was to be close enough to the key pad to avoid getting out until the window motor ceased functioning. She had taken it to the shop. They could not find a part for the 1995 window. She had found the exact part on eBay and returned to the shop triumphant only to have the installed and totally functional part do the same thing less than six months later. However, this time the window stuck in the full upright position and so was only extremely annoying. Drive-thru was largely more trouble than it was worth. Every time there she didn't use a drive-thru she had a small flashback to her lost voice months.
She had been very ill in 1997, or maybe 1998. She couldn't remember the exact sequence. She had had the flu. An especially bad flu. She remembered the coughing that made her hurt so bad she couldn't sleep. She had gone to the Clinica and they had given her a prescription for codeine cough syrup which gave her nightmares but calmed the cough sure enough. She must have taken off work, difficult as that was to believe, and she had been in bed with the vaporizer going in a room with real wood paneling on the walls which created the best possible sauna-like environment. One evening she had been laying in bed, next to her the man she had lived with for several years, watching Conspiracy Theory, when he noticed that she wasn't making any sense. He had checked her temperature and it was so high he had somehow gotten her into an ice bath. The whole experience had frightened him so much she had heard a lot of stories about it, but she only had fragmentary memories of either the bath or Conspiracy Theory. Anyway, one thing and another, there had been complications and she had ended up losing her voice for about six months to the extent that she couldn't be heard over the speaker at a drive-thru. The phone had been difficult too. This was much less inconvenient than that.
Work had become a shorthand of itself for her. Monday: less than an hour to walk the department pulling signage from the weekend sales, tidying things up, making note of what needed to be ordered, reading email, reviewing upcoming sales and promotions, placing large vendor orders, and making note of anything else she needed to do catch as catch can the rest of the day. Tuesday: walk the department straightening things and making room for the incoming order stock, read email, receive orders, put away orders, place small vendor orders, catch up on items from Monday. Wednesday: usually off. Thursday: read email, place large vendor orders if necessary. Friday: read email, print signage for weekend sales, walk the department putting out signage, tidying, making room, adjusting placement for sales, receive large vendor orders, receive small vendor orders, put orders away. Saturday: read email, restock department, prep for customer interaction event, cycle count activity, host interaction event, clean up, restock key items.
So she was at the register.
She was in a dream, and she was aware that she was in a dream. She walked up to a table with two people sitting there, but she got the impression that they weren't exactly people, there was something kind of otherworldly about them, they weren't exactly in focus. On the table was a stack of what looked like lucite tablets, possibly holographic, with what at first seemed like circular cuts in them going all the way around without meeting at the end which would have made them fall through. However, as she looked at them closer they seemed more like zen enso or the writing of Arrival aliens. She felt like she was beginning to get some understanding of them, they were case files. Whatever, she had run out of time for this analysis, they were asking her questions. What can you tell us about the golden toilet, they wanted to know.
Well, it's an art piece by Maurizio Cattelan commissioned by the Guggenheim. It's an installation piece that's an actual functional toilet made out of, i think, 18 karat gold. They had it set up in the Guggenheim as an installation for people to actually use as a toilet. They offered it to 45 as an art loan but he declined. Oh yeah, and the title of the piece is America. What can you tell me about it?
It's been stolen.
She couldn't stop thinking about it after she woke up. She looked it up. It had been stolen. It had been loaned out to Churchill's birthplace. It had disappeared. There didn't seem to be any leads.