Dear Diary,

this weekend had an aura of peace and communion. it was filled with continuous blue-sky-days and relaxation with Thom. we slept in past 10 a.m. and lounged often on our couch. took walks, drank with friends, played scrabble, and watched movies. the only problem is the fact that it is near its end. weekends are fated to always end in work on Monday morning. but i suppose they also are guaranteed to always return.

nothing of note passed my attention yesterday. but today there were several instances that make the subconcious perk up and swallow them whole. the first happened in the morning during breakfast. a commercial for some sort of anxiety-prevention program came on with a 1-800 number that I decided to call. i think the thing that caught my ear was one of the characters saying how they had considered pulling in to oncoming traffic. i had recently confessed to Thom that i had had this impulse, and i figured that if it were common enough to act out on a commercial then perhaps i should give them a chance to sell me their wares.

unfortunately, the man who answered was reading from a script and only had the goal of selling me a set of DVDs that would cost me 8 installments of $59.95. i was as polite as possible but definitely lost all interest in actually giving them my attention enough for them to actually have an effect upon my confounded worries.

a later incident in the day also caught my mind’s eye. i was playing online and visited my brother-in-law’s blog. it is already highly odd to me that i have a brother-in-law, so a blog of his is bound to interest me in some way. his last entry was in January. it featured 2 youtube clips, each about 10 minutes long, which solely consisted of him reading. him, sitting in a chair and reading. overtones of yoko ono and andy warhol aside, for some reason it struck me as rather odd.

now, first i should say the blog is dedicated to his reading of the newest Thomas Pynchon novel. interesting to me because i had actually hatched a similar idea 2 years ago of blogging my reading of Gravity’s Rainbow. it was wondefully titled “Reading Rainbow” and lasted for all of three days whilst i gathered my resources to read this mammoth. i never finished either the blog or the book. and it appears that my brother-in-law was having a heap of more luck.

so why did the videos prick me? well, it was still rather eccentric and i couldn’t help but muse upon its ramifications and then consider the fact of my will-be niece/nephew when my sister gives birth to their child. i commented to Thom, “He/She already has an interesting set of genes coming from my family so this should be interesting.”

together, these two incidents both could prove to mean more or simply be idle thoughts on a Sunday evening. either way it was a nice two days with Thom and will keep me in good spirits for the coming week.