On Facebook a Facebook Friend wants to
know what people were doing twenty years ago today. Since 1987, twelve years, I had been on the third floor of a brick apartment building. I wrote a first diary
entry in a new blank book that begins November 30, 1999. The entry was
a very first entry in a new blank book diary.
Tuesday November 30, 1999
Oh,
I am weary of skipping my mind through the arbitrary days events to guess how
to start off some entry again – all of it feels like I can begin anywhere.
An
old 5-year diary with almost no entries is about watching television programs
at Grandma’s. The whole just did not go
too far.
In
Seattle are marches against the World Trade Organization.
I
am steaming sweet potato (diced) in my nice revereware steamer. (Now this reminds me of some of the letters
from Scandinavia. How the news
information is distracted – in the letter – with up to the minute household descriptions.) I am making Sweet Potato Vinaigrette. Somehow all the historical domestic recollections
are so –
(I also noted down the day elsewhere, and that day I
delivered newspapers for an hour and a quarter.
I spent just a quarter of an hour writing the diary entry. And I worked from two to four at the hourly
library worker job I had found at the University of Washington Tacoma Branch. Both jobs started about six months before, I delived newspapers for five and nearly one-half years.)
1 comment:
Hi Laura,
This is Jasmine, whom left a comment on a post you made back in November 2019. I was reminiscing on "Four Summer Outfits" with which I spent so much time. I am tickled to check in on your blog and read your fascinating entries. My email is notamunk42@gmail.com if you are interested in reading the essay I wrote.
Happy blogging!
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