oh there is a dead raven in the yard at the clinic. i don't think anyone else but me will notice it for a long time, because nobody else but me approaches the building the same way i do: having trespassed across the property of the law firm next door. (everyone else, you know, parks her car in the lot & walks up to the door.) anyway it is sad & disturbing, & tomorrow i will have to remember to give it a wider berth as i trespass my way over to the side door. the way its legs splay out is really the worst part.
:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:i listened to nevermind today for the first time in probably years.
i remember listening to it a lot through headphones, in the way-back of my parents' egg-shaped minivan, on this 60-minute fuji tape, the extra space after "something in the way" taken up by my boyfriend singing "the rainbow connection" in this perfect jim-henson voice.
:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:i spent most of today worrying at the odd shiny skin on my thumb where last night i burned the knuckle against the oven rack. it hurts but i like the shiningness of it.
