waving; drowning status undetermined
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jinianStill doing temp work at Onlineshoes.com, including merchandising on many of the brand landing pages. Chaco today, and Brooks, and lots of others. Shoe brand names have begun to leap at me from store windows. Did they always have neon signs like that? Having an association triggered is so much more noticeable than having no reaction.
Drove the electric scooter around town on Saturday, home to Ballard to Crown Hill to home. It read "AUT 00" when I got it home, which is its estimate of how many more kilometers it will go on the existing charge. We walked together up the last couple of hills.
The thing in Crown Hill was Swansons, where I talked to the hiring manager. She not only received my application but remembered its being especially well written. It is possible that I did not completely efface my good impression with my in-person dorkiness. She strongly implied that I would get a call in the next couple of weeks.
Conifer pollen continues to invade. Cherry trees are blooming, completely but rather calmly compared to the usual popcornish burst. Summer bulbs are coming up in places, and daffodils are blooming all over. (That includes the window of the Birkenstock store on the Ave, where they've cleverly made daffodils out of yellow tissue bells that must have been from Xmas and yellow card-stock.
I pulled several large Himalayan blackberry bushes out of the former brush pile yesterday, including one real monster. In so doing, I discovered that the dirt they're in is the best dirt in the yard. My mind is all a ferment. I must plant! But what? Midday sun and otherwise shade...
Today I walked from work to several places I didn't need to go and eventually to the Taco Del Mar I was aiming for. This led to an unintentionally hour-long lunch and a blister per heel. Maybe I can just tape insoles to my feet and forget this business about breaking in shoes.
One of the things I walked by was the back of Fred Hutch, where there is a warm-air vent blowing past a line of magnolia trees. The parts of the trees, not even the whole trees, nearest the vent were in full bloom already. The rest of the flowers were as spring magnolias all over the city: just peeping out of their furry coverings.
I said I was going to bed an awfully long time ago now, so I guess I'll do that. Good night.
Drove the electric scooter around town on Saturday, home to Ballard to Crown Hill to home. It read "AUT 00" when I got it home, which is its estimate of how many more kilometers it will go on the existing charge. We walked together up the last couple of hills.
The thing in Crown Hill was Swansons, where I talked to the hiring manager. She not only received my application but remembered its being especially well written. It is possible that I did not completely efface my good impression with my in-person dorkiness. She strongly implied that I would get a call in the next couple of weeks.
Conifer pollen continues to invade. Cherry trees are blooming, completely but rather calmly compared to the usual popcornish burst. Summer bulbs are coming up in places, and daffodils are blooming all over. (That includes the window of the Birkenstock store on the Ave, where they've cleverly made daffodils out of yellow tissue bells that must have been from Xmas and yellow card-stock.
I pulled several large Himalayan blackberry bushes out of the former brush pile yesterday, including one real monster. In so doing, I discovered that the dirt they're in is the best dirt in the yard. My mind is all a ferment. I must plant! But what? Midday sun and otherwise shade...
Today I walked from work to several places I didn't need to go and eventually to the Taco Del Mar I was aiming for. This led to an unintentionally hour-long lunch and a blister per heel. Maybe I can just tape insoles to my feet and forget this business about breaking in shoes.
One of the things I walked by was the back of Fred Hutch, where there is a warm-air vent blowing past a line of magnolia trees. The parts of the trees, not even the whole trees, nearest the vent were in full bloom already. The rest of the flowers were as spring magnolias all over the city: just peeping out of their furry coverings.
I said I was going to bed an awfully long time ago now, so I guess I'll do that. Good night.
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Date: 2005-03-01 04:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-01 06:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-01 08:42 pm (UTC)The star magnolias around here, those have gone all starry.
I call foul!
Date: 2005-03-02 04:13 am (UTC)