(slow inhale and exhale)

today is much better than yesterday, yesterday better than it's yesterday and I expect the pattern to continue until another eruption occurs in my little life. i don't know, it's weird. when issues confront me they do it in groups. now is that just how i perceive it because as soon as one thing has gone wrong I magnify everything that follows? i don't know. i wish i could see myself more objectively. anyway all that to say that last week was rough. and though it was rough it was still wonderful, i am a blessed girl, that is absolutely true. i have issues and that is more true and tends to overwhelm me at times.

but let's not talk about such nonsense. how's about we mention that the snowflakes finally found us! oh snow is lovely. it makes me feel old-fashioned. I'll want to wear boots and 5 dark colored skirts made of anciently-thick fabric. when it snows i think of when i was 9 and having finished the Anne of Green Gables series, begged my mother to buy me a pair of over-the-ankle-black-boots with pointy heels, when she finally caved I remember sneaking jam and "tea" (really apple juice) into my little blue bedroom and reenacting the scene where Anne and Diana Berry get drunk off of Marilla's raspberry cordial.
yesterday held 3 major events:
1) kiersten calling me and her voice triggering tears to gush out of my eyeballs, causing me to gather my books and flee the coffee shop, park on sunset avenue and have a good cry until i realized a boy with a camera was observing me and me noticing him noticing me gave us both a good laugh and i wish i would have talked to him or something but i don't think i was in the right state of mind
2) watching High Fidelity with Kiersten and remembering how much I love that movie and the consideration of owning the film
3) Mary calling me while at kiersten's to introduce this year's snow and the surreal drive home through the swirling flakes of midnight and then the celebration of the snow with homemade lemon bars and Serendipity sealing the officialness of the night being all about John Cusack and snow.

and now i am at the library. if cari will ever answer her phone i will see if she wants to go to Jet City Improv tonight, and if she does i was thinking about asking how far away exactly Galen lives and if he wants to come with us and then maybe amber and tom aren't doing anything and i already know kiersten and her family will be there tonight. we shall see, we shall see.