it's all in the belly

it's lonely without monk on the otherside of the computer-ether. usually i get a steady stream of small emails throughout the day. but today he got up at 5am and drove to the mountains to ski in large amounts of powder. apparently powder is a good thing. i wouldn't know. he'll then drive back home tonight. crazy boy.
last night i got some work done on friend'ss website, because monk was nice enough to make our fish/salad/rice dinner. then we watched an episode of carnivale.
i feel kind of sick and queasy in my stomach but it's stress not physical. i feel like i've been losing my edge at work and when i do i get stomach pains.
i've always said the heart is not the organ of emotion. sometimes it is. but usually? it is the stomach. like a little sentient being in there. eating, expelling and feeling.
i really loved the shadow boxes i was making for awhle there, sometime back. i'd like to make them again. little woodsy scenes with lost hair-tangled dolls and puffer fish moons.
this french onion soup is adequate at best.
tonight i'll make grilled cheese for one and code html and javascript til the skimonkey gets home.
xo

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