words i never thought i'd utter....
i miss dallas
it was home for nearly nine years.
i used to complain in a properly hip(ster) fashion about how interconnected and at times incestuous it was... but i miss going to regular haunts (shit, i miss having regular haunts) and running into someone i know.
this weekend has been calm and restorative, if that's a word one can apply to a segment of time that a human being experiences. i've made several loaves of ciabatta. stayed up late writing letters and reading rorty. watched the sopranos and listened to a ceaseless loop of andrew bird.
a couple of the loaves i made this weekend came out... oddly shaped. it reminded me a bit of melissa's poem on androgny and that creative endeavour known as writing: the pen(is} mightier than the sword.
on the whole things are going well. yesterday was tempered by a simple joy; it reminded me of how i felt back when i first started blogging on sdt. i enjoyed driving to and from work. i was productive as hell.
looking forward to the coming weekend with family and loved ones.