jchrisobrien (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
jchrisobrien) wrote2003-08-26 05:05 pm
jchrisobrien) wrote2003-08-26 05:05 pm
(no subject)
Ahhhhhhhh here comes the end of the day crash. Every day around this time finds my blood sugar plummeting, my eyelids heavy and my focus... oh look a penny! Ahem. I can bring some popcorn or other snack food into work. It might call for a second cup of tea, or more vitamins.
Just then, I started to type a second cup of knives. Curse you Nick Cave!
Last night was an unexpected kind of evening. Conversations grew and bloomed when I didn't expect them. Old faces glowed in the dark smoky air, and pleasant time was spent catching up with them. The music wasn't too conducive to dancing, though I did hear several uncommon songs played. In the end it was one of my better nights out, in a low key, glowing, warm sort of way.
Just then, I started to type a second cup of knives. Curse you Nick Cave!
Last night was an unexpected kind of evening. Conversations grew and bloomed when I didn't expect them. Old faces glowed in the dark smoky air, and pleasant time was spent catching up with them. The music wasn't too conducive to dancing, though I did hear several uncommon songs played. In the end it was one of my better nights out, in a low key, glowing, warm sort of way.
no subject