Tawdry Talk

It’s two days later, and I’m still having some intestinal discomfort from my evening meal. Mild to moderate intestinal cramping, watery diarrhea, and the frequent sense to evacuate when there’s nothing there. I just woke from a three hour nap feeling better, but it’s still there, but not as bad. I ate a couple of pieces of toast and a bagel this morning, and that helped, too.

Yesterday I had only eaten two pieces of toast and a cup of coffee, and did two massages to boot.

Have I mentioned how much I hate feeling unwell?

Thanks to everyone who played this round of Exquisite Corpse: carytown, showmeonthedoll, tbone1961, ursaloco2, fuzzed, sfkuma, bonkishnurtaz, dennisatl, cmhsmoothbear, zbear20, chuckstermn.

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The Pale Moon,
alone in the Sky
Followed me
as I walked Past where I was born
Toward where I will die.

Trying to find solace in its vast surroundings
tried and tried to darkern herself–
disappearing into someone’s cocoa,
a tiny dark chocolate kiss

Regretting the past,
dreading the future.
but knowing
that a future must exist
makes daily its rotation
around the earth,
while the emperor penguins
in Antarctica
are busy flying underwater.

that ass, alas,
ne’er seen in tanning bed
You light my way
in the dank dark night.
Waxes and wanes
while I, alone on this orb
pass from light to dark,
dark to light, stepping so softly,
through shadowy terrain.

I wanted a new look, so here it is…

There’s likely to be another change in the next day or so, too… stayed tuned.

Last night, I finished my 19:00 client right at 20:30, and went online to relax a bit for about an hourish. So when John suggested we grab a bite to eat, it was late and our choices were limited, and he wanted a crunchwrap supreme, so we went to TacoBell/KFC on Geary at Steiner, but they appeared to be closed, so me made a mad dash down to the next one at Geary and 5th. Open!

I was craving protein, and wanted a couple of chicken breasts, but since they were so close to closing, they didn’t have any and weren’t likely to be making anymore that night, so I got a bucket of legs and thighs. Having not had their legs and thighs in a long time, I didn’t realize just how tiny they are - they must be pygmy chickens! I ate 1 thigh and 9 legs and was still hungry, but decided that that was enough, and didn’t go back in and order something else.

Well, you can imagine the result. 02:15, 03:15, 04:15 like clockwork, my intestines decided they needed some assistance. Still, it was a pretty restful night’s sleep, even interrupted.

Today I have two clients, one on Saturday, then I’m free until Monday. Things are still tight but the aren’t as tight as they were. I’m booking more clients, and getting more repeats. 2006 is going to be a great year!

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In other news, I’ve had a newfound burst of creative energy, and have been running all sorts of interesting business and other ideas through my head, keeping up on most of my household chores, just feeling more alive. I’m feeling really balanced, in the moment, and I can see a brighter future. I have a new massage guinea pig that I’m trying stuff out on - new ideas of strokes, trying a new flow out on him. I think over the next two months, I’m gonna have an all new even more gentle yet more deep massage routine.

Here’s the result of the latest round of Exquisite Corpse, everybody’s favorite online collaborative poetry game! Thanks to Ernie, Chuck Anziulewicz, chuckstermn, Frank, sfgarry, Steven, Ed, GreenBear, and Kevin for playing this round!

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Beneath a stand of aspen
Where the liquid moon drips silver harmony
Onto the yellow melody of leaves
I tremble, my heart hesitates
At what nighttime magic it perceives
Murky mists creep o’er the canopy,
Envelope the space surrounding.
Quaking like my knees
An aching silence resounding
On a carpet of gold and grey,
almost silently I whisper to the wind, and it answers.
Much as a heart of fire, alive, pounding.
Silvered bark pale as a face in fright.
And my weary heart responds astounding.

Happy Birthday, citycraig!!

Woke up bright and early yesterday to go to kitchenbeard’s place to help him with his catering gig. Four hours later and Muffaletas were assembled and a whole boatload of crabcakes were formed. I’d have stayed longer to help him cook more stuff, but I had to get back to tend to my own business’ needs.

My evening client hadn’t been here on the table since right after the Gay Softball World Series, so he was all knotted up from work and stuff, but we worked together to get him all floaty, m’kay?

That was good, but I hadn’t eaten anything all day, so I ordered some Chinese delivery from House of Chen. Yes, House of Chen. They had had quality problems for a couple of years, but wowies, House of Chen is back! Everything arrived hot and delicious, and quickly, too. I ordered Walnut Prawns, Orange Beef, Spicy String Beans, and John ordered Wor Wonton Soup and Crabby Poofs. And now I get leftovers for lunch, hooray!

Today I have two massages, and then I’m done until Wednesday, and thank goodness for that. I’ve done so many massages this month my arms are gonna fall off.

Happy Birthday, Eric!!

I’ve been busy busy busy with my practice lately. Selling gift certificates, doing massages almost every day. I bought my plane fare to Tucson today - hooray! Tomorrow morning I’m helping Steven cook for a party he’s catering, and doing a massage in the evening. Two days ago I did some work for The Porno Client™, something I thought I wasn’t going to do again after quitting earlier this year. It was less than an hour of work, and I billed him 7 times my normal consulting rate because it was an emergency, and I had to interrupt my evening’s plans to help him. Poor lil cub.

But even better is that I have three web projects in the pipeline that I can do around my massage work. And I came up with a fabulous idea for my IBR registration packet insert! It’s all so very exciting.

But hey, I’m totally stoked about being able to pay my rent and stuff and take a holiday next month, too! Hooray for progress! Hooray!

Happy Birthday, Howie!!