my joy delirious

My migraine – who has taken on a full-fledged persona named Captain Spectacular (a/k/a Cappy) – returned for a visit yesterday morning. He’s just now walking out the door. Cappy seems to enjoy his visits every six weeks; I can’t say as I appreciate them as much, especially now that I’ve run out of Cappy-B-Gone medicine. A refill requires another full examination, prodding and poking and bloodletting and maybe even that Tube of Doom they call the MRI machine. Last time I went in it, I brought a stuffed animal to squeeze onto and Chad held my foot so I wouldn’t freak out. It was especially nice of him since we had already broken up, or were in the process of breaking up, I’m not sure … it was all so confusing at the time, and now it’s all so far away. Anyway, I don’t want to do all that again so I am eating lots of Thai curry, because as you might not know Cappy despises Thai curry. At least, that is the theory.

My Sidekick 2 is still mostly non-functional, and I am quickly losing interest in it. I had a superb conversation with a friend about productivity and organization, sparked by my recent crush on the Hipster PDA. Right now, I have my contacts and calendar on my iPod for quick reference and can keep notes on index cards or my Moleskine until I transcribe them onto my laptop. (Is it “on” and not “in” we’re using for data and computers these days? I can never remember. Log in, log on … whatever!)

The weather is gorgeous again today, and I am listening to the “De-Lovely” soundtrack, so I’m a bit fluttery and girly and overly sentimental. You know what that means …

“So In Love” by Cole Porter

Strange, dear, but true, dear, When I’m close to you, dear, The stars fill the sky, So in love with you am I.

Even without you, My arms fold about you; You know, darling, why: So in love with you am I.

In love with the night mysterious, The night when you first were there. In love with my joy delirious, When I knew that you could care.

So taunt me, and hurt me, Deceive me, desert me, I’m yours, till I die … So in love … so in love … So in love with you, my love … am I.

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