It's hard to read my own handwriting and most of the insane scribbles are lost to me, but I love coming across things years later and wondering what in the world my idea was. What was I supposed to do with this stuff? What was I thinking?
Here are a few favorites from a blue Mead Composition book with teal, orange and white stripe, based on the boring food logs, not fully dated but with things like July 18 (Sunday, I think most of the entries are from 2004. But then again, I am filling in pages now in 2013, so I might have grabbed it on any day or year in between:
Stupid Elton John
"House of Celine Dion"
"Cheesy graphics video for Paul."
And this great list, probably made while I was playing the "write a word down from each page/column/paragraph read":
crocodiles
perspicuously
cloudy impression
wax-candle
buttons
corkindills
gauntlet
disfigure myself
aspersion
infer
mangy
hoisted
coverlet
famous geranium
black whiskers
snorting
pawing
He had that kind of shallow black eye -- I want a better word to express an eye that has no depth in it to be looked into.
boat-cloaks
incumbrance
favorable
knife and fork
broached
morsel
expostulate
supposititions
Hidee Hidee Hidee hi
fish and pitch and oakum and tar
supp
superannuated
Dutch clock
Sarah Jane
lugger
eked
lobsters, crabs and crawfish
fortnut
rubicund
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