sweet elixir of life, how i miss you so!

i still have a headache. caffeine was my friend, but we broke up. i think i'm still in denial....

i'm 106 pages into 'the fourth hand' by john irving, and i'm still not sure how i feel about it. frankly, irving is great at characterization, but i'm seriously having a hard time staying with the people in this book. he has written yet another bizarre tale about bizarre individuals (as he is wont to do), but nothing about any of them so far has proven to be charming enough to hold me captive. hmm. i'll still finish the book. perhaps in the next 250-some pages, it'll pick up a bit....

i'm having a very thought-inducing evening. it's not that i've done anything particularly profound or interesting, but my mind is whirling with images and ideas and streams of semi-consciousness. i've written three letters and/or cards to old friends, so i'm feeling rather accomplished in the correspondence department. but still, something tells me that there are more words inside me that need to come out. who knows what the late night hours will bring?? (please, God, let it be sleep!!)

and not that any of you were clamoring to know this, but i made meatloaf for dinner. honestly, the thought of this cracks me up, because that seems like THE most married-person-with-kids-in-the-50s thing one could possibly cook. not that i'm surprised, mind you....i'm a rather domesticated individual. well-suited for that kind of keep-the-family-organized-and-the-meals-planned kind of life. as long as that life comes with air conditioning and a dishwasher, that is....

oh, and sj, if you're reading this, kudos to you for going to bed so early tonight!! i hope you rested well, my friend....

a final thought: giving up coca-cola is like asking to be tortured slowly, day after day....and yet i will persist!!! if it's the last thing i do....

which it may well be:)