vineyard

i am the second runner in the relay race.

i wish i could tell her "read between the lines.... I DON'T CARE!". and the extra kicker is that she can't make me care. you can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink. i kind of like that other people's power is limited to the external, no one can make anyone feel/think anything they don't want to do.

so it seems that i'm not a bad cook, i'm every pretty good at improvising when necessary. where i fall short at is i'm not particularly creative, or perhaps resourceful. i could never voluntarily sit and look thru a recipe book and decide "i'm going to make this" purely for fun. so i got to thinking... perhaps i can ask my friends who are "foodies" to give me some of their favourite recipes. i realize that's kind of lazy of me, but if these foodies are anything like book lovers they would be more than happy to pass along beloved recipes. maybe it's just something people learn – picking a recipe out of a pile. i used to be terrible at picking books if i had to go it alone without anyone to advise me, and now i'm great at picking out books (at least decent). however, a lot of the books i read are novels that i've seen someplace, or heard of somewhere. sometimes i simply become curious about a book because i see it for sale at every book store i enter. frig, so many good books, so little time. i'm sure the same is true about recipes.

i'm totally wired. i had a coke at lunch along with the united way bbq, and i'm STILL all revved up.

it's funny. i spent roughly 24 hours feeling directionless, but suddenly got a flash of inspiration as i left my cube, and since then feel back on track. i'll remind myself of that next time i endure a day in the dark. i'm usually pretty good at coming up with makeshift plans.

i was a kid that you would like, just a small boy on her bike
riding topless, yeah, i never cared who saw.
my neighbor come outside to say, "get your shirt,"
i said "no way, it's the last time i'm not breaking any law."