tired friday

6/18/99

oh, let’s see if I can pull out an entry here....

I was up ever so early this morning. Had to clean up the basement and pick up my car from the body shop before the conducting symposium, which ended at three. I’d scheduled a lesson for 3:15, so I had to rush back after the workshop, with only a “bye” tossed back at Lisa and a quick hug for Wes. And when I got home there was a message on the machine from my student’s mother, canceling. Ahh....

As frustrating as that was, it was nice to have the rest of the afternoon to do nothing, and a big clean basement in which to do it.

tattoo update:

Well, I did have a little picture of it, but I'm not in the mood to battle the evil code monster tonight. Maybe tomorrow.

It’s no longer a bleeding moon. Just raised up a bit, and firm on the top. They tell me it will start to peel sometime. I’m still having a hard time believing it will just be a mark on my skin. I look at it and think there’s no way, like it will always be palpably obvious. I have a freaking tattoo.

I am so sleepy. Going to bed.