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Lalalalala. La.
I am halfway between being really really hyperly happy and really really whiny. Odd combo.
No time for lotion this morning. So now I'm itchy. Except I'm itchy in places I can't lotion anyway (get your mind out of the gutter) since I can't reach them so no lotion has touched them since the last time a boy was there when I was getting ready for work in the morning (I'm guessing 1995? 1996?) so exactly why are they choosing to be itchy as if "OH NO WHERE IS MY LOTION?" Hello motherfucking stupid unreachable itchy spot, you can keep dreaming about lotion 'cuz you ain't never gonna get none.
A dwarf lives in my building! Or a midget? I don't know the difference nor do I really care about which term might be more politically correct when it comes to this boy. As always, I am fascinated by the physical oddities, not just when you live in my building, but especially when I'm mad at you. Then when someone says "Wow, that person was such a jerk to you about whatever whatever" my response rather than dealing with the actual jerkdom will instead be something like "Yes and THEY'RE FAT!" Ha. Because honestly if I'm mad at you, you MUST be fat, ugly and stupid. Right? You should know this drives Amy nuts. She always says the fact that they're ugly is not the point here and I'm always thinking hello the fact that they are ugly is never going to leave my mind now that they've been a jerk to me. Now they are EVEN uglier!!! Ha.
Yesterday I finally finished off the bag of peanut butter kisses and am also now just four creamsicle kisses (or 100 calories) away from finishing off this bag as well. Good because buddha knows the only way to get me to not eat crap is to not have any fucking crap in my vicinity. There is no self control here. Really what's the point.
I realized this morning as I walked behind two "oh they must be new yorkers because they are head to toe in black including jackets, umbrellas and bags" that holy shit I must have been out of new york for too long because the only black on my bod today is my shoes. Shocking I know. You wouldn't even recognize me if you saw me what with the colorful outfit and the hair down to my ass and the new glasses. Oh New York. Me, unrecognizable to you? Is that the end of the world? Or the beginning of a new one? Can't decide.
This headline in my daily email from the Trib really cracked me the fuck up: A cold front brought the early season flirtation with summer-like warmth to a dramatic end yesterday. OH OH OH the drama. And also this post by Megan, particularly of course the last paragraph but that paragraph wouldn't be funny or as funny if you hadn't read the rest first and then had the funny smack you in the ass. so read the whole thing yo. Laughing. So hard.
And as always I come to a screeching halt. That is all. Sayonara.
Posted by Duff at March 28, 2007
I am the same way. No self control at all.
Thanks for the link to Megan's blog. She's fantastic.
Posted by: Michelle at March 28, 2007 12:34 PM
You will almost never see me in black. Occasionally, and then, it's just a piece here and there. I lived in black all through the 80s, I'm tired of it.
Posted by: jackie at March 28, 2007 12:56 PM
Creamsicle kisses? CREAMSICLE KISSES!?!? When did this happen? How did I not know about this? Please excuse me while I go to the grocery store now.
Posted by: jenn at March 28, 2007 01:57 PM
they are only available at TARGET. they are fucking delicious. i found out about them from mariko's flickr stream, always a good place to get candy info.
Posted by: duff. at March 28, 2007 02:01 PM
So we called a cleaning service in today because I desperately needed some help and the doorbell rings and I answer it and I swear your twin was standing on the stoop. Two Polish women and one of them is your double. She even has your haircut. No glasses, though. And she wasn't wearing any black either. So there ya go. You have a twin in New York and she's cleaning my sink right now. I think you got the better end of that deal. Although if you WERE here cleaning my sink, we could sit around and eat cookies after you finished.
Posted by: cari at March 28, 2007 02:16 PM
Creamsicle kisses! Where'd you find those? Tell me NOW!
Posted by: Sil at March 28, 2007 07:14 PM
I agree EXACTLY, once I've known someone for a little while, then how attractive I think they are is very heavily based on how nice/funny they are.
Posted by: jen at March 29, 2007 12:49 AM
creamsicle kisses and target. two things we need up here in canada. we never get the good stuff!
Posted by: brenda in toronto at March 29, 2007 08:48 AM
if you ever get made at me, please don't call me fat and ugly. stupid i can handle. fat and ugly makes me cry.
Posted by: maryse at March 29, 2007 10:46 AM