judecorp | About as full as I got was of myself.

I got my oil changed at the dealership (because, for some odd reason, they're cheaper than the drive-through places) and had them check the brakes because it's been a while. The lovely auto person told me that I had a good 4000 miles left on those brakes and they were fine until then, which would be at 60,000 miles. Of course, he put in a plug for the prescribed maintenance. ("They'll be ready to replace when you come in for your 60,000 mile maintenance...") I did one around 30,000 miles and it was a big waste - I paid the dealer in Maine $200 to tell me my car was fine. I wasn't sure if I was planning to do the 60K. I guess I'll see if brakes are part of the package. If they are, then I'll do it.

I went to help Lara fill her truck this afternoon, but it was just an excuse to see Micah. He is the cutest little baby in the whole world. I don't usually like babies before age 1, but Micah is just totally adorable. I really like Palmer and Jennifer, too. They seem like really nice people. (Not that Lara and Patti would surround themselves with not-nice people or anything.)

I commented in

jjustj's journal today and he was so happy to hear from me that it made me so happy. It's funny how I've sort of lost touch with online people and things because so much has gone on in my everyday, real existence. Will I even have TIME for a job? I'm so busy! Kickboxing this evening and then I'm supposed to pick up Bucky's Adam and do something with him. I've been putting him off because I'm a terrible friend.

I applied for a job that I saw in the Dispatch that was sitting at the car dealership, and I wrote and mailed two letters. I also filled out an application for another job, but I need to come up with a cover letter so I can mail it in the morning. I want to send a resume to Huck House even though they're not hiring, because I love them and wish they would hire me anyway. I suppose it's worth a shot, right?

You and me of the 10,000 wars,
dividing life into factions of pleasure and chores -
a bed to be made and a bed to lie in,
a hand in the darker side and our sights set on zion.
The heart of a skeptic and the mind of a child,
put my life in a box and let my imagination run wild
pour the cement for my feet.
the heart and the mind on a parallel course
never the two shall meet.
and, oh, the dissatisfied with the satisfied
everybody loves a melodrama
and the scandal of a lie -
still you held your arms open for the prodigal daughter
I see my eyes in your eyes through my eyes -
still waters.
Try making one and one make one
twist the shapes until everything comes undone
watch the wizard behind the curtain
the larger than life and the power of seeming certain.
The evil ego and the vice of pride
is there ever anything else that makes us take our different sides?
I wanted everything to feed me.
About as full as I got was of myself
and the upper echalons of mediocrity
after the battle and we're still around
everything once up in the air has settled down
sweep the ashes let the silence find us
a moment of peace is worth every war behind us.
You and me of the 10,000 wars.