Monday, April 05, 2004 in the mill pond, standing on her head
Here I am in Lowell, prepared to seek my fortune. I imagine I'll find a job catching bobbins and later the linty-lung disease in the bustling textile mills.
Or: Here I am in Lowell, prepared to eat enough delicious Brazilian pastries to 86 whatever tiny chance I had of fitting into anything in the Brazilian fashion shop, including but not limited to items such as wristwatches and hats.
Alternately: Here I am in Lowell, prepared to tell people from outside the area that I'm in "Boston," and have them swallow it! Hook, line and sinker. That's how they'll swallow it. Like fish.
In other news:
Before I left Richmond, I bought a coat. At the time I thought it was cute, in that mothbally, retro way. Now I'm not 100% sure it doesn't make me look like a homeless lady. The distinction never used to bother me too much in the past, so I rarely worked on telling the difference. Maybe if I stay out of garbage cans and refrain from panhandling, people will pick it up from context clues. Or, maybe they'll give me money and leftovers. I'll hand them my resume in return, like the people who hand out Xeroxes of their homemade poetry in exchange for quarters.
In order to practice proofreading and editing, over the next few days or weeks, I'm going to go back and edit the glaring grammatical and spelling errors out of the entries in this site's archives. In general, I'm going to leave the content alone, even if it's stupid. I've already gone back and added disclaimers to some of the ex-mate's more whimsical computer pranks, so that a casual visitor won't think I'm, oh, horribly racist, for example. Now I'm more concerned with letting the internet know that I know the difference between it's and its, as well as the proper spelling of common English-language words.
posted by Frenzy Lohan | 4/05/2004 03:22:00 AM
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