ice cream

my bike is repaired (plus bonus unnecessary girly accessories!) and my cut is healing and the bruises are changing colors like sunsets but slower.

i'm too hungry to cook dinner.

i'm reading hard boiled wonderland and the end of the world and i adore it. i've noticed that there's this weird recurring theme in murakami of women who eat a lot. i mean there was that one short story about the husband and wife who hold up a mc donalds because they're very hungry, and now i'm at a part in the novel where the main character can't cook enough tofu and sausage to satisfy the librarian. the best part about the librarian is the part where the guy asks a favor of her and says is there anything i can do to thank you and she says yes, go get me an ice cream cone, and he does. and he says it's a good thing the ice cream wasn't melting and drippingwhen he handed it to her, because that was the only thing that could've made the moment more ridiculous.

i'm still not sure what i want to do for a job or for my life in general, and i'm still not quite sure how things like applying to grad school work, exactly. i am thinking of applying for a teaching fellows program. i think i would really like being an english teacher. but. i don't think that it's what i want to do forever and i'm not sure that it's something i'd want to do long enough to justify getting an MA in education, even if the degree is mostly paid for. i need someone to plan my life for me.

this week's radio show will have a s-p-e-l-l-i-n-g theme i think. suggestions from coworkers:
the cure/ fire in cairo
bay city rollers? gary glitter?/ saturday night
the ramones/ pinhead

there's a line, or part of a line, that keeps on running through my head: ". . . just as kissing instructs you to stop thinking." i can't think of what it's from, i want to say it's from something involving miranda july, but i am not sure. it's a nice part of a sentence though, so i don't mind.

a few days ago i was riding my bike late at night after work and greg beson all of a sudden was there and so we rode together for a bit and yelled back and forth and one of the things i remember yelling is "i don't like to feel like things are ending." the beginning of august means the end of the summer and the end of the summer means an ending.

maybe i'll just eat ice cream for dinner.