past time

I have been knitting. I haven't been on here in a while because I am working on my loin clothes and scarves!

so there was this woman, and she was on an airplane
and she's flying to meet her fiancé
sailing above the largest ocean on planet earth
and she was seated next to this man who, you know, she had tried to start a conversation with
and only the only thing she had heard him say was just the words to order his bloody mary
and she was sitting there and she was reading this really arduous magazine article
about a third world country that she couldn't even pronounce the name of
she's feeling very bored and very despondent
and then suddenly there was this huge mechanical failure and one of the engines gave out
and they just started falling thirty-thousand feet
the pilot's on the microphone and he's saying
“I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Oh my god. I'm sorry” apologizing
and she looks at the man and says, she says "Where are we going?"
and he looks at her and he says "We're going to a party. It's a birthday party. It's your birthday. Happy birthday Darlin'. We love you very very very very very very very much."
and then he starts humming this little tune and it kinda goes like this
it kinda goes, 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4.

we must talk in every telephone, get eaten off the web
we must rip out all the epilogues from the books that we have read
into the face of every criminal strapped firmly to a chair
we must stare, we must stare, we must stare

we must take all of the medicines too expensive now to sell
set fire to the preacher who is promising us hell
and into the ear of every anarchist that sleeps but doesn't dream
we must sing, we must sing, we must sing
(it'll go like this, alright)

while my mother waters plants, my father loads his gun
he says Death will give us back to God
just like the setting sun is returned to the lonesome ocean

(And then they splashed into the deep blue sea
oh it was a wonderful splash)

we must blend into the choir; sing as static with the whole
we must memorize nine numbers and deny we have a soul
and in this endless race for property and privilege to be won
we must run, we must run, we must run

we must hang up in the belfry where the bats in moonlight laugh
we must stare into a crystal ball and only see the past
into the caverns of tomorrow with just our flashlights and our love
we must plunge, we must plunge, we must plunge

and then we'll get down there, way down to the very bottom of everything and then we'll see it
oh we'll see it we'll see it

oh my morning’s coming back
the whole world’s waking up
all the city buses swimming past
I'm happy just because
I've found out I am really no one

Need not to play with my stitches

They're driving me loco.
The surgery went well, it's all looking good. She threw in some extra teeth for free, chea.
We immediately went down to to Stockton and saw da homies. Very fun! All my goals were met. But as with all my 209-503 visits I pretty much get crazy allergies to a sinus infection. Without fail the day after I get off the anti-bodys for the surgery, a sinus infection comes! Just when I thought I escaped.

Back to my bubble I'm NEVER leaving again..til next time.
Got good news before I went. My manager sat me down about being part-time to see what we can do can to help me get to where I want to be, full time. She must be psychic because this was something I have been ignoring in my head for some time now but know needed to be done. I'm really glad she did. I think she knows I have been having a tough time.

This had happened in my head a hundred times, I know the options. Good to know I have her support but sad to know I more than likely need to work between two branches to get the full 40 if I want to stay at this branch or work somewhere else in the company. It just seems draining and stressful at the thought to go back and forth between two branches. I'm pretty sure I don't want to take that path.
I enjoy where I am, but knowing all the while full time is basically not going to happen any time soon is not being proactive. I need to do something. Knowing I need to do something and not doing anything about it is just stupid. It's harder and harder as time goes on and I'm not able to get to where I want to be. This part time thing is the one thing holding me back. I can't afford to lift my feet off the ground, literally. I'm setting my goal to be this new year. A decision needs to be made by then. I already know the answer. I'm just not quite ready for it yet.

Til then I will be very excited to focus on other challenges that I look forward to, like gifts and such, or re-taking my "m class" test and practicing for it so I can be what the lady at DMV calls me "Motacycle Mama". Sadly she recognizes me. A little scary she is more concerned with getting my tattoos in the picture than my face. Oh silly DMV lady. But I guess I would be a little crazy if I worked at DMV too.