today i don't have to go in to work. which is good because i'm being walloped by allergies and coupled with the blood pressure tablets, i'm woozy. yay, pills. also yay, fisherman's friend cough drops. if you've never had one, you have no idea of what you're missing--they're awful, but they do twice the job of halls and actually alleviate some of the pressure in your sinuses without the loads of sugar.
anyway, i have to get ready--tony and cari are on their way down for a stopover with dan and i prior to jumping a plane to st maarten for the next week. i'm very excited to see cari (and tony), as i haven't seen either of them in at least a good two months. they need to be at the airport by 330. then tonight we're gaming over here, which is not in honor of dan's bday but just so happens to fit perfectly. tomorrow is cathy's wedding shower, and then sunday is a day of rest before next week starts all over again.
i found this in my inbox; forgot i'd even written it. it's from april 6th, and apparently i was having a foggy comprehension day at work. i write a lot of poems at work, mainly to escape the drudge but also because inspiration strikes at odd times. today i'm missing the Big Meeting, during which i'm sure bombs will be dropped and hopefully confronted. they're actually turning off the phones for this one, so the whole team can get together. i don't know if our supe eavesdropped on the online chat we all had going, or if he just overheard the dissension in the ranks, but for this job, turning off the phones is HUGE. it's just plain old unheard of. but i sure as hell am not driving up for an hour when i could be lunching w/ cari!
anyway here's the poem:
they ask
is your head
in the clouds?
no, the forecast for today
is fog
fingers wrapping me
some peices of skin are so
clear
i can see pores while others
drift
i think of that day we drove
through denver; dad wanted to climb
pike's peak
but it was partially swathed
the trees at its base so vivid
the top, hidden.
***
maybe i'm camoflaged so well
you can't see me
hiding in plain sight
i'm not even trying
my my said the big bad wolf
you didn't notice me
in my dress
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