Winter arrived in California and by that I mean rain... and lots of it. They call it the "Pineapple Express" and it's a huge storm system that blows in from Hawaii and just drenches all of the Southland. I'm predicted to get 10" up here in my little canyon in the span of about 36 hours. Oh Goodie. Wether or not I can even get down the mountain and in to work tomorrow is still a toss up. The road was already bad on my way home tonight. I watched a boulder the size of a large dog, roll down the hill, bounce on the road in front of me, and then continue over the ledge on the other side. It sorta freaked me out. Who knows what another 12 hours of this monsoon will do to the road. Call me crazy, but I'm predicting it won't get better. On the bright side, at least I still have power (knock on wood)... I witnessed a spectatcular accident on the freeway this morning that I'm sure was a result of the rain. I was headed southbound on the 5 when a double tractor trailer headed north, sorta spun out of control. It crashed into and through the concrete dividing wall and ended up facing backwards in the far left lane of southbound traffic. I couldn't see if he took out anybody on the northbound side, but miraculusly, no one on my side of the wall got hit. Traffic was crawling, but there happened to be a gap right where he came through the wall. A Hollywood stunt coordinator could not have choreographed it better... So yeah, fucked up traffic day all around. The traffic gods are pissed at SoCal and decided to bring their wrath down upon us today, that's for damn sure... As seems to be the case these days, my weekend didn't really turn out the way I planned. I have a nasty cold I'm trying to get over and that made me sorta grumpy to begin with. I had to work for a few hours on Sat and then had planned to go look at an apartment and then go see a movie with S-boy. Well, the apartment manager was sick and cancelled the appointment and S-boy had a personal thing come up and couldn't go to the movie. I didn't feel like going alone so I came home and played EQ for like 8 hours. Not horribly productive of me, but I wasn't motivated to do anything else. I did however finally get a sizeable check I'd been waiting on, so that definitely improved my mood a lot... On Sunday I had hoped to go see "Capote" with S-boy, but he ended up with Laker tickets so that plan sorta fell thorugh :P So I ran some errands and came home and played some more EQ, and did some website work, and read for awhile, and basically just fucked around for the whole day. Actually not such a bad thing. My brain has been kinda fried lately and I think I needed to just not DO anything for a couple of days. It helped some, but then the rain rolled in today and kinda killed my good mood. I'm not in a bad mood, but the rain does make me kinda blue... Things are also a little weird with my three favorite men-folk lately. I think I was kinda "short" with TNI when I talked to him on Saturday and I feel bad about that. I miss him tons and its just hard not having him around all the time anymore. I haven't talked to HWMNBN in over a week (although I've left him several messages and he's bothered to take the time to post comments to my blog, but not to pick up the phone and call me) so I really miss him too, but I'm kinda annoyed with him at the same time. S-boy is just busy, and I get that, but dammit, I wanted to hang out with him this weekend! Whatever, I'm just in a rain-induced funk right now and it's making me irritable... So, it's off to bed for me. I'm going to go hang out with the ka-tet for a couple of chapters and then catch some Z's. Hopefully by this time tomorrow the rain will have blown through and everything will be sunny in sunny SoCal again...
"Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer.
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity." -- W.B. Yeats - "The Second Coming"
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