at this moment

i should be showered, i should be primped and i should be heading out the door. but in typical kim fashion, it's 826 and i'm in my pajamas sitting downstairs typing in my blog. i'm going to be late for work and i just. don't. care. hee hee hee.

was up late last night finishing charlaine harris' newest, dead as a doornail--which rocked! loved it. need to read them all again because they're just so nice and vampy. yummy books. then i ditzed round w/ dan on world of warcrack for a while, chatted w/ serena, and then read a few chapters of georgette heyers' the masqueraders before falling asleep. there was some poem writing in there too--i'll have to share it eventually because i really liked what i'd written last night. course the light of day may extinguish that. you never know.

today looks like it's going to be nice, too. the grass is all green and the sky's a happy blue. i'm practicing that buddhist ideal of living in the present--trying to not consider too much yesterday or today or tomorrow, but instead, just right now. but i think i better consider it from inside the shower stall. late might be my middle name but a paycheck's nice too. (;