aaaaahhhhh this is the freaking mid-winter BLUES!
not really. i am fine but the monster has come out of its hiding spot in my skull and is now at the surface and it feels like it is sticking a knife in the part just above my temple.
AND I CAN'T FIND THE EXCEDRIN! IT'S THE ONLY THING THAT WORKS!
i have vidocin, but it makes me sleepy.
being sleepy isn't so bad;
maybe a nap and a patch?
what will make it go away? i have SOOOOO much work to do this morning. i mean, tomorrow morning. see the monster is even trying to hijack my thoughts.
i love my bed.
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quotes of the week
miss e: [allows the four dogs to run in the house as she returns from work. it is a freezing freezing cold day]
miss e's dad: WHY DO YOU ALWAYS LET THE DOGS INSIDE? THEY WANT TO BE OUTSIDE, THEY WERE MADE TO BE OUTSIDE!
miss e: [visibly annoyed] no they're not. HAVEN'T YOU EVER HEARD OF SELECTIVE EVOLUTION? look at the bulldog. on its own it wouldn't survive. BESIDES, I'M NOT ALWAYS THE ONE WHO LETS THEM IN! you cannot argue that they are designed to be outside when it's this cold BECAUSE THEY'RE NOT!
(sh*t i had another one but it is currently unavailable b/c i forgot)
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ok so for real this is going to be a marathon post because stuff keeps coming to my mind.
i'm feeling quite uncluttered lately. i feel like at the beginning of the week i freed myself from a ridiculous entanglement.
i have mentioned JPB numerous times. you know, the machista robot. but at the beginning of this week i think was the first real, mature conversation i have ever had with him.
i kept pressing him for information about his girlfriend. i don't want to talk about her with you. why not? i just don't feel like it. then of course i explained to him that i'm not a masochist, i just want to know what kind of person he is. then, getting to the point, i ask him are you not talking about her because you're afraid of ruining lo que podriamos llegar a tener? (not really sure how to put that in the right words in english).
basically this question comes from the ideas i have about giving the "right" answer in order to acheive desireable results. am i jaded? the thought goes as follows: if i talk to her about my girlfriend i don't think there's any chance of blah blah blah so i'll just be evasive about it.
so i continued my interrogation. "but doesn't it just tear you in two? telling me what you tell me [ie, i miss you, you should have stayed with me, etc.] while estando de novio? i would be in a crisis, trying to be two people!"
he started trying to change the subject, ya paso, hablemos de otra cOOOOooosa (that's me imitating the argentine accent). and me, "pero no te rindas! contame!"
but the rest of the conversation just kind of fizzled into silence.
i can't stand the willful disacknowledgement of the elephant in the room.
27.1.06
fanTAStic FRIday/quotes of the week
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