back to reality

i've been thinking quite a bit today, which is really a feat when you consider how hard i tried to pickle myself alive last week. topics of mental discussion have included: conversational evolution; departure; carmen miranda.

topic 1: conversational evolution. do you ever stop yourself in the middle of a long conversation and then try to draw yourself a road map for it? sometimes it's really quite enlightening. every time i do that, i gather another little fact about myself. i will be quizzed at the end, i'm sure.

topic 2: departure. as my parents drove me to DFW to catch my flight home, i found it absolutely impossible to get a word in edgewise relative to my stepmother's running commentary on texas history, politics, culture...i was actually mildly irritated by the monologue at the time--i was tired, and i wasn't looking forward to the flight all that much. but, now that i've had a decent night's sleep, i've come to this conclusion: upon noting that stepmom pulls this kind of thing every time she and dad take one of us to the airport, i have been wondering what exactly lies behind this. my running theory is that she's not terribly keen on the whole goodbye thing. rather than sit around and stew quietly about being unhappy that someone's leaving, she fills up the conversational void with incessant streams of interesting but irrelevant information. something to ponder.

of course, i could be wrong.

topic 3: carmen miranda. c'mon, here. 'nuff said. honestly.

on the agenda for this afternoon:

waiting for a phone call, editing a document on sao paolo, listening to a cd i am not yet ready to admit i own, wonder how the new girl is doing and what the world is going to look like from the other side of the cubicle.

stay tuned for further transmissions from the satellite heart.