Friday Food
After back-to-back meetings and unwanted errands, the only thing I wanted was sesame bread and hot & sour soup. It’s a bit of a trek to get to the spot I like but I made it.
The only thing I managed to eat was one of the beef rolls. This isn’t my usual. If the best soup in Southern California couldn’t move me than there’s a problem.
Even my best friend eating cashews over the phone while they live vicariously through my order can’t get me to muster through eating.
I’d actually had a productive day. I made it to a bi-annual meeting I tend to get the flu whenever it comes up. I attended every session on time and even toured another library to see what they had that I didn’t. The victory soup should have topped off the day, but it didn’t.
It was a day of closed circles. I figured out a collection that I had had issues with ordering for my library. I made friends with someone that had actually gotten a job I’d wanted in a past life. I analyzed ergonomic chairs. None of it made a blip on my blood pressure. My baseline was unbothered.
The only thing that came across my mind throughout the day was all of the great one-liners I didn’t use. I have no idea why I hadn’t, or haven’t depending on who tells the story. I’m actually really funny if I finally ever speak. I’ll say hello soon, I just have to find the right color green top first.
I started this last night while fighting sleep and it was simply musings on my Sturgill, but I remember that I have young readers I’ve inherited over the years that I sometimes forget about because life happens and you don’t think to say hello.
To those that may still share my county. I don’t know where the story began or ended, but what I take away from it are great meals that were filled with laughter and road trips. You came into my life at a time where I was rocking it solo and you aggressively dragged me back into the world of the living. That was a lot of work.
There was a story about clay somewhere in the ether. I can’t recall most of it mostly because I was stuck between the world of the dead and living. What can you say to a never was? Taking care of her and ensuring she will never want for anything in this life means more to me than anything you could have given me. Thank you for that. She’s not my friend, and she’s not my little sister. She’s my child. You always want your kids to do better than you.
I will always be a fan of Parker Posey. The style, the wit, the total package. We will never speak again, but I will always cheer for you. There will always be love, mostly for your family due to familial bias, but definitely for you as well. I’m severely lactose intolerant, the ice cream was always just for you.
The children are taken care of and it’s time to get back to the Chinese food. Where was I? Oh yeah, I’m planning to say hello. I just had some side missions to wrap up beforehand. I’m someone that never starts something new before all the old is wrapped up. Hence the hair color changes.