i think it's so groovy, now...

I'm going to check out a community garden today. And because i am STILL feeling hung over from Saturday night (yikes!), i don't feel capable of any actual human interaction, so i'll probably just do a drive-by. On my bike, that is. But the thought of being able to, you know, plant stuff... well, it's pretty damned exciting! i even have a few seed packets for some reason (being in Long's at one a.m. will do that to you): columbine, sweet peas, and sage. So those should all be winners, and how could i not grow tomatoes? Don't you sort of have to do that in a community garden?
Guess i'll have to look into what time everything needs to be sown. You can't just throw some seeds in the earth and water, right? Well, it looks like i'm gonna find out. i'll keep you all apprised, whether you like it or not.

Easter's coming up, so it should be a long stretch of work week for us flower girls. But this is a good thing 'in today's economy' (dammit, i swore i would never use that phrase!). i wonder how many abominable "basket gardens" i'm going to have to make, though? Hmmmmm.

Blech.

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In other news: in my dream last night, i was having a race in a drained swimming pool (which conveniently had track lanes marked on the bottom!) while wearing massive stilts. it was insane. Later i raced to the airport, where i missed my plane due to a 20 minute connection window and a labyrinthine airport. Finally on another flight, i put the headphones on and stared out the window, crying, because Pearl Jam's "Release Me" was playing, and it was hittin' me where it hurts (the Nostalgia Zone). Then i woke up, and it was blasting through my radio alarm. Love when that happens!

Also, is anyone else sad the the postal service is hittin' the skids? i find this state of things immensely gloomy... perhaps we should start Operation: Postcard, or something. Stop writing emails, people! WRITE MORE LETTERS. Paper letters! Stamps, stationery, envelopes, wax seals, silver pens, whatever! There is nothing like a personal touch, no? Anyone here ever have a pen pal? Remember those? Ahhh, those were the days...

Reach out in the darkness, and you may find a friend.