too many things to do and not enough time.
still no real news on the job front for wallace. some freelance stuff is still trickling in. i'm still hopeful. gods, this job market sucks...
we're getting ready to go on vacation. we're meeting my parents, my sister and my nephew in myrtle beach, south carolina for just short of a week's worth of time at the beach. i'm glad to be going, but it does bother me a bit that we don't have a lot of things happening right now.
things have otherwise been uneventful. savannah fills most days with her good-cheer and laughter, and so many more words. she's a little social butterfly -- apparently unlike either of her parents in that regard. and her new favorite word is 'ewww!' it's the cutest thing to hear.
i've actually been spending a lot of my time reading, and listening to music. i just read the green mile, by stephen king. also on my list right now is bag of bones, house of leaves, fight club, the mists of avalon and sex and the city.
i also just bought the duran duran greatest hits album, as well as depeche mode's singles '86-'98 album. and, i've been listening to both, loudly -- aching to write. although, as i write this, i only hear the teletubbies muted in the background.
i love how listening to duran duran instantly transports me back to my goofy middle school days. and, i want to sing loudly (and badly) along with them. it makes me giggle, and for a few minutes i forget that wallace doesn't have a (full-time) job, or that we have bills to pay, or even that it's almost been twenty years since these songs were popular. it feels good. it feels damn good.
depeche mode makes me think of my days in college. i had heard them a little before them, but can't say that i really started loving them until i was attending edinboro. my (psycho-twisted) roomate, kelley(lisa) liked them. it was an unexpected point of coolness that i have to give to her, and her like for depeche mode has stayed with me.
gods, how i love driving in the car, with the stereo blasting enjoy the silence or personal jesus, screaming the lyrics and banging the steering wheel. it's a simple thing, really. it just feels so ... empowering, or something.
anyway, i've been looking for ways to escape lately, but reality keeps coming back to bite me in the ass. it's not quite that bad, exactly ... but i don't want to keep thinking and worrying about it all.
i hope that ocean will help to wash some of it away.