taking footprints

leave only footprints, take only memories. nah, i am taking my footprints with me.

12.20.2001

i had to go to costco AGAIN. mr. delaney decided yesterday that he wanted to give gifts to his coworkers. me being the accommodating, helpful, 'sure sweeheart' significant other, i volunteered to get something. of course he had no clue what to get...blah blah blah...checking out i surveyed the shopping cart scene and decided on which line i would then proceed to make the slowestlineonearth, and parked my orange expedition to wait. hmm. mine line? two old ladies (alert!checkwriters!), and people with full carts. hers had more people...broke down and switched. hey, it worked yesterday! well, the woman in front of me had an item whose number could not be found anywhere and we waited for a l o n g time....of course. my luck.

my life is so exciting that i am writing about grocery store lines? this is pitiful.

heard an interview with ben folds on npr yesterday (day before?), on the todd mundt show. i hadn't really paid attention to him since ben folds five, but i really enjoyed the interview. and dug the music (which i have heard, but this was in a better context). it's funny how the vibes i get from hearing the person can influence what i think of the music. next CD purchase. rockin' the suburbs.

[i'm too lazy for links tonight.]

i was given my christmas presents from dan. a petzel tika headlamp (which i wanted-my zoom one is giant and clunky), a patagonia puffball jacket (really wanted that), a climbing book and a promise of a one month climbing roadtrip in the near future. :)

i am having a terrible time trying to come up with those 20 words...who am i this year? hmm...a time for introspection and reflection...so many memories, so many changes. 20 words. seems like so many at first, but so few when you are trying to condense something so massive into something so tiny.

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