i have not disappeared: i have been writing things
down.
for the new year i have re-redded hair & a day to myself which i have spent so far lingering in bed, chattering at the cats, reading cookbooks. i think the long effects of last night's tropico & glug [dear chris are there diacritical marks for it?] have finally melted away.
(yes. we went out for new year's. marvel. marvel. we dressed up swank & left the house.)
i don't really like new year's resolutions although as a child i got really elaborate & list-y about them. i think there were self-improvement schedules involved. i'm just continuing with my assignment for the past thirteen months or so: leave the house every day. also: get over it.
