Today I gardened with P again. I dug up privets, and we pulled some weeds. When I got tired, I just sat and talked with P while she continued to work. Two mosquitoes bit me on my chin this time. A long time ago, Erik told me not to listen to Casimir Polaski Day because… Read More »
I have another review published. https://www.listeningtothenoiseuntilitmakessense.com/2007/04/ms-films-diy-guide-to-film-video-third.html
The retreat yesterday was both exhausting and inspiring. I just don’t have the stamina to sit through such a long program, even with the music as a break. My brain is full after an hour. Still, I’m glad I went, and it’s interesting to remember. Going on a trip is bonding, and I feel closer… Read More »
Today is hot–the high is 88. I’ve written four letters to penpals / friends and made rice and lentils for dinner, a particular recipe we haven’t had in ages, but I just got some red lentils at the co-op this week, the same day Erik bought pure chili power for his own recipe of super-authentic… Read More »
Today I gardened with my friend P at Vedanta. We were ripping out privets and bedstraw. The privets are little trees, some bigger than others, and I was using the shovel to get out the bigger ones. It’s hard work, and I couldn’t stay very long. This afternoon I went to my mental health clinic… Read More »
Today I finished that editing job. I’m glad it’s over and done with, though I did enjoy it. I got a promise today from the friend who wrote the book that I would see him again before he leaves for a ranger job. This morning I pulled weeds for only an hour but was exhausted… Read More »
I had a review posted yesterday at Feminist Review. https://www.listeningtothenoiseuntilitmakessense.com/2007/04/peace-tree.html
Today I went to an orientation at my mental health place. I feel much more oriented. I’m glad I worked up the courage to go.
Last night we went to a talk at the Marxist school, and it wasn’t any good. The speaker was reading from a paper most of the time, some high school kids behind us were whispering most of the time, and it was difficult to follow the ideas. So I left early for the car. Erik… Read More »
All by itself, as it were. (Boy, I hate when people say “as it were.”)