Saturday, March 18, 2006

Did i tell you i set a cookie on fire?

The future is a big place and life is a tad meaningless. I just want to have a good time and do a bit of good and feel proud of myself and just live and when I do live I want to make sure I realise that I am living. It's hard.

Friday, March 10, 2006

Lets pretend I just finished watching something scary on the T.V. Well what would you do?

I feel like there are monsters in the closet and an axe murder standing behind me. I’m alone and I think all the bad guys know it.

Let’s blame this on the scary movie I watched and the large caffeinated pot of tea I drank. The music that usually cures my panic attacks isn’t working and I don’t feel like doing yoga.

I hope someone calls and scares away my overactive imagination.

I can’t stop.

There. I’m getting better the axe murder is fading…except now that I mentioned him he’s breathing on my neck.

Hunch over and grimace. Deep breaths. I’ll be fine.

I think I’m going to go read my Bible or maybe I’ll just sit here listening to all the creaks.

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

By request.

This very secret
That you're trying to conceal
Is the very same one
You're dying to reveal
Go tell her how you feel.


Today, I cleaned the bathroom. I put a picture in there too and gave my rubber ducky and little cow a new home beside it. Everyone should come see the bathroom. Ok?
What else to report? I have a date tonight and we're having pizza. I wonder if I should offer to pay? Should I wear my red shoes? Should I bring mints? The video after...should it be the Secret Garden or Be Cool? He doesn't seem to be the gangsta type - he's so little and well dressed.


Could it be
Three simple words
Or the fear of being overheard
What's wrong
Let her in on your secret heart

Friday, March 03, 2006

Huh? You don't like to dance? Oh come on you're a little tall but you'll get through it. I'm sure they like robots here.

I'm in between DB 851 G73 / DB 2126 U72 and DB 3 C62 / DB 851 G72

So, someone, please rescue me. Bring me cold water with a lime and maybe a blanket and definitely the last nine pages of my essay.

Thank you.

Thursday, March 02, 2006

ONE WAY














Ok so this one time I was standing, no wait, sitting in this really crowded area and the man sitting beside me had a mild case of ADHD. He twitched beside me for over 3 hours. He was a dyslexic man but harmless enough - that is before he started eating his questionable roast beef sandwich. He smacked his lips with such vigour I whimpered a little inside each time he did. While the woman to my left just slept, she didn't even open an eye to choose her complimentary beverage. As the server wheeled her beverage holder closer to me I decided I would have an apple juice. First, Sir ADHD Slurp ordered an apple juice, with a little ice. Oh God should I change my order or should I stay strong and order apple juice as well? I had apple juice NO ICE. She kept sleeping.

I told him when I arrive in a few days I wanted us to buy Safeway brownies - those really gooey ones in the square tins. He quickly informed me that Safeway doesn't exist there. NO SAFEWAY? I'm not coming. But then I did. I arrived and we went to Sobeys. We were about to buy Fruit Loops and Corn Pops. I suggested we get Fruity Hoops because they were so much cheaper! He said "Ok but we're still getting Corn Pops. We ain't gonna cheap out on no Starch Pops," in his little gangsta tone. I'm used to his gangasta ways but the man in his mid thirties standing in the same aisle as us was not - he made this suprised loud laugh sound. Teehee...I laughed about that for days...hooboy. Also, the Brie we bought had one of those anti theft things hidden in the plastic wrap - like those metallic bits CDs have inside.

The first night there we went to a Chinese food restaurant. We were alone at first. I was enjoying the questionable atmosphere. But, with stubborn eyes and a sharp tone he explained that this place was serving bastardized Chinese food. Then a drunk man came in. He said loud things and insulted everything that moved. It was a lonely place that served alcohol more than it was a restaurant, I think.

Some old black guy sat down on the subway, looked at a women standing by the door and said in a lovely and husky voice, "I say she's all hips and lips." She turned her head away from him and just smiled.

A homeless man sitting against a wall with a little cup asked if I could "Spare $100?" I laughed then he laughed then he said "ok then how about $0.25?" I think I said no or sorry or maybe I just smiled a little with him. Then he said "Well at least I made you laugh." Hmmmm.

"Um go to a gym?" - It's a good part. Listen to it!! Please? Elevator Hopper by Kid Koala.

All done.