D. took me to this place, I always get the spicy vegetarian ramen, D. gets the kind with two slices of pork, hold the scallions. Today J. got the spicy vegetarian ramen and I got the cold noodles in a spicy sauce, came with two kinds of pickle and shredded cabbage. Only about fifteen percent gossip, the rest was shop talk about the workshop, almost like we had that in common too.
February 22, 2012
Turkey and avocado sandwich and a yogurt, redux
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And now I guess it’s just going to be totally normal to eat my yogurt with the edge of tiny plastic knife.
February 21, 2012
Turkey and avocado sandwich and a yogurt
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So I’ve become the kind of person who brings her laptop everywhere, even to her office, so I can type things up as I go. Which meant I had it with me so I could skype with M. while eating my sandwich and yogurt before class. While of course we had big dramatic things to talk about–I mean, she might have a j-o-b by the end of the week!–of equal importance was whether I should eat my yogurt with a tiny plastic fork or a tiny plastic knife, having no spoons in my drawer at all. I was inclined to the fork, but M. suggested the knife, and, well, she’s the one with the Ph.D. Worked wonders when it came to scooping around the edges.
February 19, 2012
I toasted my bread which meant I had a warm sandwich and that was pretty nice, sliced pear on the plate too, on the couch gabbing with K. like old times like all times. We agreed that our cats are pretty cute, and that you pretty much know what you know when you know it, so it’s probably not worth thinking that much about.
February 18, 2012
Salmon with mango salsa and rice
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When you work the Saturday shift around here you really can’t leave the desk unless you leave it unattended until around 2pm, at which point I was ready to chew through the door to my cloffice. Lucky me I had leftovers instead, it was like I was still at the dinner party only this time in a series of plastic dishes with a tiny plastic fork from my desk drawer, I could eat that mango salsa every day I think, pretty perfect especially after sitting overnight, gets hotter with time. How about that.
February 17, 2012
Made a sandwich and put myself back on the couch, chased it with a honeycrisp apple. What a great apple, right?
February 16, 2012
Terrence Hayes is standing up at the front of the room at the podium, just finished reading some poems to a quiet room that only laughed when he told us to, me too, and asks for questions, one hand shoots up fast, This doesn’t have anything to do with you poems, but why are you wearing two watches? And he tells us the story of his watch, more expensive than my first car, and then the watch his daughter gave him when she was seven because she figured he liked watches, runs on a battery he sniffed. The watch went dead in January, five years it lasted, he keeps it on his wrist because he’s used to it and because I like to think about time. Yeah, me too, this two-day old sandwich, that lifetime ago when D. gave me his book and it really was just right, there’s a reason it won a big prize
February 15, 2012
What a sandwich, what an apple, what a well-packed lunch, what a companionable lunch, googleychatting with K. in the sliver of minutes between meeting two and meeting three.
February 14, 2012
I didn’t get to lunch until 4:15. Gutter. Barrel-scraping.
