Today is not the day that I'm going to get much done on that front, however, since I'm totally exhausted from the past ten days -- scrambling to tie up loose ends preparing for the family vacation, staying up all night on the "set" in L.A., having my usual campfire-induced coughing bouts at South Carlsbad State Beach, flying home for the Arizona Quarterly Symposium, trying to make the most of the brief window of time in which out-of-town visitors were available to socialize -- that I can barely see straight. Being that tired makes me sort of giddy, though, not to mention tolerant of things I normally avoid.
This afternoon, for instance, I took the under-the-weather-but-antsy Bean for a leiurely trip, first through the upstairs at B&N and then through the mall, in order to give Kim more time to focus. Normally that sort of outing gives me existential crisis. But today I really enjoyed myself! The Foothills Fundamentalists in their Sunday finest barely registered as a problem. Skylar and I had more great conversations and lots of hugs, making even the tacky stands in the middle of the mall look attractive. Kaybee Toys was fun, despite the fact that our cashier was chewing on her mouth in a meth-addled frenzy. And Ross, which I like anyway, being a fan of marked-down odditites, was a cornucopia of delights.
Now I'm sitting here in the B&N cafe using up the remainder of the internet minutes Kim had to purchase when she was working, waiting for mother and daughter to return from the discount shoe place next door and thinking about information theory and the prospect of gyoza or some other dumplingish snack. How is your day going?
