24 June Lately I've been noticing as I peruse all of the jillions of journals that I read every day that I'm being mentioned alot! Which I find thrilling! I don't know if other people see those mentions and links and stuff and roll their eyes and think that I'm shoving my way into other people's entries or what, but I really take every bit of approval as some sort of validation from my peers, even though I know that it shouldn't matter and I should be complete unto myself, which I in fact am, but I am ashamed to say that I need constant reinforcement. And when I see a list of favourite journals and I'm not on it I get VERY SAD. Pathetic, ain't?
At rehearsal on Sunday I was talking to Cynthia about how when they buy a house and I move into the upstairs that we're gonna be like a sitcom. Downstairs is the mother and the father and the two adorable children, and upstairs lives the Wacky Aunt! I'm trying to decide if I want to be Jackie from Roseanne, Uncle Charlie from My Three Sons, or perhaps Kramer. I don't mind, though, cause the character roles always have the best lines.
I realize that this is some kind of admission of un-coolness, but I kinda like the song "Mmm Bop". Hated the Macarena, hated Achy Breaky, really hate Butterfly Kisses, but I think Mmm Bop's sweet--kinda Osmondy. I think I've figured it out, though. I only listen to oldies radio, so I've only heard the song about five times thus far. Maybe if I heard it every ten seconds on the radio I'd hate it too...
Lately whenever I take a shower the strangest thing happens.
It's as though between the soaping and the rinsing I completely forget that I have a left arm.
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