on a Fish Trapped Inside the Wind.

I walked around as you do, investigating
the endless star,
and in my net, during the night, I woke up naked,
the only thing caught, a fish trapped inside the wind.
~
Enigmas, Pablo Neruda

I was over at the therapist and read about her shoes. She keeps 150 pairs. I’ve known about this fascination with footwear among the female kind (the therapist thinks ‘girl’ is ‘so pejorative.’) Lita, the ex with silicon enhanced boobs and trust fund enhanced ego keeps around 300 pairs or something. My sis probably owns about 150 or so, too. I don’t really get it. How do you chose what to wear? Do you keep them in a particular arrangement, sorted by type? Luck? Colour? Age? Fluffiness?
If you ask them directly in person, they get all defensive and emotional and funny about it, so I never did.

The other question I have is another etiquette riddle.

Actually, no. It’ll be the same question every time, you guys know them all already. Maybe it’s just me. I can handle most of my things just fine. I know what to do with most of my things except one. I know who to call and when to call and why I’m calling for most, except one. It’s my kryptonite.

I met this girl the other night, Canadian. She’s cute and I might see her again. We chatted her up at a bookshop and ended up with two bottles of wine. Maybe I should start meeting new people. Should I? It has a funny guilty thing to it. I don’t know. You put a lot into something, you expect to see it to the end, no? Not necessarily getting the return – sometimes you just lose – but you want to be sure that it is indeed time. To lose, that is. How do you know it’s time?

I should see Olive again. At the very least she keeps my head from exploding. Other times, she makes me smile. We’ll see how it goes.

Don’t worry about this second part really, I’m only thinking out loud. Tell me about the shoes.
Off to the party now. We’re having a party here and there’re about 80 hungry pretty people here.

Oh, it rained last night. First time in many months i needed to use the windshield wiper. I tried sending some of them rains, too. See if my power still works.


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