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January 27, 2008

Hiatical

Woah. Did not mean to take such a long blog break. You know, just went out for a pack of smokes and kept on driving, man. Every once in awhile I hit a real fallow period and there is just no way I can sit down and type out anything. I get completely frozen and forget how I ever wrote anything. Apparantly, though, all I have to do at times like this is clean my house. Cleaned up in a major way this weekend and it made me feel like a different person. I am not a feng shui type but there is something to having clean, clear surfaces that makes everything feel more possible. Maybe I should go ahead and put some water in my money corner or wind in my willows or whatever.

You know what else might make me feel like a new woman? Rene Russo's wardrobe from The Thomas Crown Affair. Good god, everytime I see that movie I want to take all our savings and blow it on some Michael Kors separates. It wouldn't hurt to have Russo's body too, and the number of her colorist, but I'll just take the clothes. My current wardrobe is so sad. So very sad. I refuse to wear the maternity stuff and the pre-pregnancy clothes are still too small. I am surviving on stained long sleeved t-shirts and yoga pants. I try not to dwell on it, I know it's temporary, but looking like a slob all the time is starting to get to me. Gah. Feeling new-found confidence and optimism seeping away. Must... find... hexagonal mirror...

Comments

I've been watching a lot of "What Not to Wear" lately. You could score $5,000 for new clothes, but someone's gotta nominate you and they need to choose you. Have you been playing the lottery? That could get you some spending money.

P.S. That there mirror is octagonal.

Aw crap, you're right. I can't even make a lame feng shui joke without messing it up. Where have you gone, mojo?

I always stare at Rene Russo's makeup in that movie...

missed you! "put the wind in one's willows" is going to be my phrase of the week.

can i have one of your cigarettes?

It's borderline crazy how much better I feel when things are dusted and vacuumed and straightened just so. I think I'm turning into my mother.

on second thought, i think i'll run out and grab my own pack. i'll be right back...

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