Monday, July 05, 2004

scooby doo and tigger too

yeah, i suppose it should be "winnie the pooh and tigger too"
but.
i think scooby doo and tigger would actually have a LOT more fun together.
the pot head dog and the speed freak cat?
OH yeah!!
that's a recipe for a good time.

you know how some days are just perfect?
well today was that.
i thought it was going to be a hot day.
but it wasn't.
it was really nice...
if there were any trees around here, i could have spent the day in a hammock, gladly.
with a book.
or a boy.
and a drink...
i'm thinking hard cider would be the perfect choice.
or hard lemonade.
or hard--
um.
nevermind.
today was lovely, though.
family bbq went well, etc.

(oh and the fucking garbage truck DID come back. stupid neighbor.)

okay.
i feel like i have been really dropping the ball lately.
so i think i'll bend over...
(yes i'm wearing a short skirt, why do you ask?)
and pick it up.
(no, no panties, why do you ask?)
ha.
gotcha!!
anyway...the ball...
i'm attempting to reaquire the ball.
no, i don't know what this means.
but i'll keep you posted.

i'm wondering if i'm the only one who is having strange Blogger issues this weekend.
every blogspot site i vist comes up as "site unavailable" until i refresh it a couple of times.
it's starting to get really damned annoying.

one week until VH1 launches "I love the 90s".
are you as excited as i am??
if not, why not?
that is the coolest stuff to watch at the gym.

I think i just might be killing myself (and all of you) softly with my words.
the boring quotient around here is suffocating me!
I am the boring housewife.
and i'm not even officially a housewife right now.
although this whole "working" thing is not only a ridiculous exercise in time wasting,
but is a short term venture...
so my identity is still "housewife".
but still.
what an inside out and upside down girl i am right now.

the circus.
i would like to join the circus.
i would like to be a high flyer--a trapeze artist.
i would like to tame lions.
i would not want to juggle or be silly.
...ride an elephant.

in just over 3 weeks i'll be home.
but it doesn't feel like home anymore.
that makes me feel displaced...
this stupid rotten no good place feels like home now.
fuckity fuck!
eh.
it's not exactly "no" good...
ah, hell--DON'T TELL ANYONE, but...
i kinda like it here.
our trip will be nice, though.
maybe i'll go stalk stephen king, just for the hell of it.
oh come on--not in a BAD way!!
not in a "binoculars and zoom lenses" way.
just...like, "drive by his house really slowly and reach my hand out the window to try to grasp some of his creative energy" way....

and also--
i'm extremely displeased with all of you who DIDN'T LEAVE ME A SINGLE COMMENT on my last post.
go fuck yourselves.

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