May 7, 2012

Went back to the gym for the first time full-force after my shoulder injury. Spent the morning boiling with endorphins.  Did a little painting, but was driven out of the studio by C yammering to some customers who wanted her to decorate a wedding. It’s not what she says, but the tone. . . piercing. . .  repetitive. . .  over-enunciated.. . .like a precocious ninth grader. . .  trivial. . . . devoutly and profoundly trivial. .  “did you want the green-green or maybe a less greeny-green. . . can you stand a little purple as an accent? Not a purple purple, you know. . . but purplish. . . ” . . .   I don’t know. . . no way I describe it makes it sound bad enough. . . . or bad at all, now that I look over what I’ve written.