on my toes: red
in my hair: blonde
on my tv: nip/tuck, arrested development, in the valley
on my radio: english beats, band of horses, muse, more whining than i'd prefer...
on my plate: goat cheese anything
in my cup: illy with soy
on my feet: nike w/microchip
on my palette: black and white
on my body: no pants. dresses lately.
on my car: bumps and bruises but a strong resolve to run forever
on my mind: although i want to mean everything to someone, right now i'm content--blessed--to be a little thing to a lot of people.
in my purse: arsenal
on my agenda: work--help--suppress self-pity--workout--play--sleep--sing--DANCE
in my bed: me and space
from my brainstorming with the guys: too many obscenities
on my to-do: train for marathon. remember how to pray. pet more dogs. teach again. do favors gratis. stop the sugar! stop looking for men! simplify. make eye contact. dance if moved.
in my phone: silly kids. israel flipping off my camera...
in my car: no more trash, finally! except my boss' dog peed on it out of fear. poor little baby Blue.
on my iPod: Go Team, Elliot Smith (wow. polar, if i've ever been...), The Rapture, Ratatat
in the air: ready for fall
at the top of the canyon, at least for now: me
