Jan. 31st, 2002

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I tried to run a comb through my hair this morning and was completely unable. It was just that kind of day yesterday. The drop your new paperback in the bathwater, store closes just as you decide to make an ice cream run, put shampoo on your head and then forget to wash it kind of day. A few days ago, I called our un-motivated prospective landlord to see what was up. I talked to her husband and it seems the house was put on the market and is now in escrow. So it seems we don't have a rental. You'd think she would have mentioned this to my mom when she dropped the application off less than a week ago, but that's business I guess. If the deal fell through, she would have a renter lined up or something, or maybe she's just that way. In any case, we don't have anything lined up and are feeling unpleasantly at loose ends.

I was even artistically thwarted. I understand now why I didn't see any black in those books on polymer clay. Black clay is the bitch offspring of a rabid skunk and a porcupine. I'm trying to make a pin for my dear, sainted mother, a good deed if there ever was one. She gave away a pin that she missed, three monkeys: 'See No Evil, Hear No Evil...' etc. Since Mom's name is Mona Lisa, I thought I would be just too, too clever and modify "La Giaconda" to the same theme, and incorporate the images into a pin. I tried to make a black frame for my images, but it was frustrating work and didn't really look right for it besides. I thought the image part would be the hard part.

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