The end is in sight. At least until February. Today I went to the ortho, to repair a bracket that saw the loosing end of a battle with a caramel apple. While there, the ortho changed the mangled wire that was cutting into my tongue and put a semi permanent retainer to make sure my gap would never re-appear.
And now I cant speak. I already mumble but my words are even less coherant than before. I wonder how long this will last.
Thursday, November 04, 2010
Wednesday, November 03, 2010
Perhaps
I've had this 'roomy' for 2 months. Now i'll admit its been strange, probably for the both of us, exacerbated by our mutual social awkwardness.
Roomy, in the last two months, has never really been one to say hello, preferring her hellos and goodbyes be the sound of her key turning in the lock. It used to bother me, then gradually i stopped expecting an acknowledgment. When I did say hello, I did so with a haste and she begrudgingly offered up some grumbled response like haveagoodday.
On paper(i.e. emails) we seemed compatible roommates, but I was beginning to think that we werent. We moved through the days like 2 icebergs, careful not to bump into each other, not sure which one would thaw out first. I'd ask her off the wall questions which she succinctly answered. She never asked questions, just answered them and occasionally displayed her more solicitous side via an email.
So imagine my surprise when on my way outside to the car i passed my assiduous roommate on the couch. She stopped typing, looked up and said a soft but sincere 'hey'. I stopped, turned, not sure if I was hearing things. She looked at me like she sometimes does, out the corner of her eye and slightly amused grin.
Maybe this might work out after all.
Roomy, in the last two months, has never really been one to say hello, preferring her hellos and goodbyes be the sound of her key turning in the lock. It used to bother me, then gradually i stopped expecting an acknowledgment. When I did say hello, I did so with a haste and she begrudgingly offered up some grumbled response like haveagoodday.
On paper(i.e. emails) we seemed compatible roommates, but I was beginning to think that we werent. We moved through the days like 2 icebergs, careful not to bump into each other, not sure which one would thaw out first. I'd ask her off the wall questions which she succinctly answered. She never asked questions, just answered them and occasionally displayed her more solicitous side via an email.
So imagine my surprise when on my way outside to the car i passed my assiduous roommate on the couch. She stopped typing, looked up and said a soft but sincere 'hey'. I stopped, turned, not sure if I was hearing things. She looked at me like she sometimes does, out the corner of her eye and slightly amused grin.
Maybe this might work out after all.
Tuesday, November 02, 2010
A cold rainy day I decide I want to write again. Its election day and I'm not interested in voting. And because I didnt fill out the paper work when I moved, i'm still registered over in Candler Park. A whole 2 miles from where I live. I will vote, my cynical self still remembers footage from Black people being hosed down on their way to the polls.
Chris is on her way to China. I hope she has big fun. I'm so excited for her. Even if we did break up.
Chris is on her way to China. I hope she has big fun. I'm so excited for her. Even if we did break up.
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