the coriolis effect

and the feeling's mutual when, filling out the form in the doctor's office (when did I last fill out a form in the doctor's office? I've had the same pediatrician for- ever...) I hit work information. employer- the one who I was part timing with or the one who I will be minimum waging with? forget the address...occupation? student feels like a fraud, somehow, but flaneur didn't even come to mind in the setting.

monoplane, monodrama, monotony ending, just when I guess my body (if not my mind, and certainly not the instant messenger police who have me on probation) needs it most. doctor sez: you probably shouldn't stay up til midnight on new years. flora thinks: 3 day bender in noo yawk? blast. maybe it was the communal wine at the holden party. why I don't do drugs (and so I've said): the one time - one college party since graduating, one kiss, or one tailgate, its the wallflower who ends up with the proverbial bad joint, isn't it? oh, mono....or maybe its already run its course, and I've been so lazy lately I haven't even noticed.

so then and again. good thing I didn't go to micronesia.......but in the world of ironies, at least then I would have had real health insurance.