� | click here for flickr! 2003-07-02 snarl it's one of those wanting to stab people if they ask me one more question days. no matter how innocuous i start getting furrowed and wrinkled and pursed and squinty and sour lemon face wanting to stab their foot and shout "I DON'T KNOW HOW WOULD I KNOW I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING GOD WHAT DO YOU EXPECT FROM ME. MY SYNAPSES HAVE FORGOTTEN HOW TO FIRE GO AWAY" but i did buy a cigar box purse and some boots. what can i say. i'm a girl through and through. retail therapy does what it's supposed to. i think i'm just feeling a little overwhelmed and culture shocked post-hawaii. i've gone from laying around and sunning and swimming at my leisure to schedules and evite after evite after evite even though i'm the author of most of them. tomorrow i will go to nickie's and dance off some aggression. and then on friday i will go to angel island and bbq little animals and saturday a birthday party and sunday sailing. um, am i complaining? i think i am! hello womb, let's talk. womb, i think we're at a dischord here. i have some wonderful people and events here...and you're twisting everything all around and i really don't appreciate it. we have to live in harmony, you and me. let's try to compromise, ok? in other news, i've had a libido lately. in even other news, i've forgotten how to walk in a shoe that has a heel other news: i am shallow this week. let's talk about shoes and night creams and kick people who get in our way. snarl. please stay tuned for a non snarly entry soon p.s. i'm really laughing through my snarls. p.p.s hello danielle! [ previous� �|� � next ]
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