January 11, 2004

11:48 a.m.

Airdance

I have to say the helium-filled Mylar balloons I had for my belated birthday party are still floating around the apartment. The star-shaped one has deflated enough so that it's just hovering upright on the couch; but a few days ago it took on a life of its own, floating at will around the apartment, from one room to the next. I'd see it in the kitchen, then later it would be in the bedroom. This was not as bizarre as the way I started treating it like a pet and talking to it, pulling it around by its snippet of curly ribbon. I am going to be a WEIRD old lady.