30 words Sep 4, 2006
I said less than thirty words out loud yesterday. It was rainy, I stayed in and worked on an article I'm writing for Library Journal, listened to sea shanties and tried to get Sadie the cat to like me. The day before was an explosion of noise and chatter when my Mom and sister came to visit the place I'm staying here in Kittery. We walked around Portsmouth, went to Strawberry Banke, ate cake and took a bunch of pictures. Last night I made the mistake of going out to get some food at right about the time all the outlet stores closed and people got on Route 1 to go home. I had a bizarre flashback to high school when I used to drive up to York Beach and sit in traffic like this for what seemed like hours. Today the sun is back out, I'm going for a hike and enjoying my last day of being 37.
Comments:
In a way, your day sounds magical. Sometimes the quiet days are best. (Of course, some days the noisy days are best, too.) It's been a long time since I've been able to ooze into a grey and moody day of introspection. Soon, though. Oregon's rainy season is just around the corner.

Also: my last day of being 37.

You're making me feel old. I still have six months of 37 left, but the last few weeks I've really been feeling my age. I am no spring chicken.
04 September, 2006 11:59
 
In a way, your day sounds magical. Sometimes the quiet days are best. (Of course, some days the noisy days are best, too.) It's been a long time since I've been able to ooze into a grey and moody day of introspection. Soon, though. Oregon's rainy season is just around the corner.

Also: my last day of being 37.

You're making me feel old. I still have six months of 37 left, but the last few weeks I've really been feeling my age. I am no spring chicken.
04 September, 2006 12:01
 
I think pre-birthday days are the best. Better than birthdays maybe even.

so unfinal, so wistful, so terrorizing, so mortifying, so silly, so intentional, so almost.


Happy pre-birthday to you, and I'm delighted to have come across you this very day completely by accidental luck of the very best kind.
04 September, 2006 14:03
 
Happy Birthday Jessamyn. :-)

You've inspired me to have a quiet day of no words - a day of silence, so to speak .... as soon as my girls go back to school this week.

Enjoy your birthday. I can't think of many other people who enjoy life as much as you do. So perhaps my wishes are redundant. Nevertheless, I wish you a birthday sprinkled with pixie dust. :-) Vanessa.
05 September, 2006 00:28
 
Happy Birthday!! Wee! Hope you have a great day and a super year.
05 September, 2006 06:49
 
happy birthday jessamyn. from one library lover to another... somehow that sounds weirder than i wanted it to. but that reminds me that there was a rumor for years at the central library i worked at that two famed coworkers had 'hooked-up' in the dumbwaiter (this one for bookcarts). another unsolved mystery.
06 September, 2006 23:30
 
ah, just so you aren't totally confused by this, i also go by punkbitch
06 September, 2006 23:33
 
Happy Birthday! (Belated). Don't worry about Sadie - she took years before she even liked me. She's a troubled soul. Glad you liked the Sea chanteys, though.
12 September, 2006 12:38
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