Superstition is stupid

I’ve come to expect the once every six months or so update from you. And that’s good and fine. Who wants to be “forced” on here anyway? Regarding your friend… if she has trouble accepting your honesty, that is shitty. A dream is simply that, a dream. It doesn’t mean you want or desire anything. I dream about tornados hitting houses, having sex with women, running around on fire, figure skating, this and the other… I’m not sure any of those things have any meaning. Shorter version: If she has an adult mentality, I don’t think this is going to have any effect on your friendship. If it does, perhaps it is something that will bring you closer. If she seems to pull away… to me that is a sign of immaturity. That’s just my opinion. And as usual… it’s very wordy. Best of luck with the money and job situation. You could always work with my cousin at the Monte Carlo. 🙂 Take care.

My entire weekend home is my family asking me “what are you doing with yourself these days?” as if I’ve saved the aids babies and solved poverty since the end of junior year. Living paycheck to paycheck is the balls. I’m doing it know, hang in there.

I think I understand what you’re going for in the e-mail, but it does sorta come across as a convoluted way of admitting a crush. It also seems like you’re looking for reassurance that your feelings are required (I suppose you even admit that you are), which people don’t always like. That said, it isn’t really fair to analyze an excerpt of an e-mail concerning a relationship I know nothingabout, so I’ll shut up now.

Most of the people that ask you about what you’re doing with yourself don’t really care, either. They’re going through the social motions, more often than not. And when there’s a surprise in the usual call-and-response, they take the moment to proffer unsolicited “advice” and pretend concern, among other things. Annoyed? Bitter? What? 🙂 As for the email, it is what it is. Given moretime, you probably wouldn’t have hit send. And, yes, there’s a possibility it’ll raise some awkwardness for a bit, but you do have a history there. And histories invoke all kinds of unspoken, yet shared, truths and understandings. You may or may not hit a bump in the road, but I find it highly unlikely it will be much more than a bump if it goes that direction. And it’s altogether possible it will be taken as intended. Which is the drawn out version of: I think it’s fine, all things considered. You’re far spicier than parsley. And more valuable, too. You may not be here consistently, but I’m always glad when you do show up. So hush with the parsley talk.

And… Re: my colors/photo: It’s this thing that happens about once a year. For a brief period, I stick with colors that look fine, but aren’t the epitome of well-suited. It doesn’t ever last very long, and I’m likely to switch up the pictures several times over while those colors are active (like I’ve already done, because I grew tired of looking at my foot – and I’m not even completely sold on the photo that’s up right now). So, basically, they’ll likely be changing soon, for what it’s worth. In the meantime, I’ll bask in the departure. Or something.

It’s the people who gave into… “The Man” or whatever force that drives people to pay to escape the pop-ups that can leave the massively long notes. One of the “perks” that’s supposed to make you feel like less of a sell-out are 1200 character notes.

ryn: 1.) Many people suck, yes. And friends and relatives care in various ways. Or, okay, I’m totally projecting. Which would lead to… 2.) The bitter/annoyed thing was more in reference to the fact that if I ever get ranty about 1, it has a tendency to come off as bitter and annoyed. Which is mostly annoyed, not so much bitter. And, yes, you’ve told me. So, we’re good there. 3.) I don’t see the quick decisions as impulsive. I get the rapidfire angle consideration. Give it time before you worry. It can take awhile to process something like that and decide how to respond. Even when it’s favorable.

4.) Okay, yes. Parsley can be exciting. And even beneficial. 5.) I’m now thinking too hard about it and it’s beginning to go over mine, too. Heh. and and.. awww. 🙂 The sentiment is mutual, dear sir.

RYN: I’ve been known to rape bowls too. Don’t even let me near the soup toureens

i think there are enough insightful opinions on here to give you what you need. it was nice to see you around here though.

i do owe you an email. i haven’t forgotten. my writing skills are seriously lacking latetly, so i’ll have to ask you to be understanding.

did she write you back? you shoulda just called her. and. thats all.

One other thing. I doubt you’ve tricked yourself into being satisfied. Laziness doesn’t come from satisfaction… And also, one time you said to me, “And don’t get me wrong, my body is amazingly efficient, and remains in astounding health despite anything I do to it. But it could always recover faster, adapt quicker, and perform better, with less training. I’ll never be satisfied, there’s no

…limit to perfection.” What happened to that? Nothing, you probably still feel that way. For real now, that’s all.

okay seriously, last thing. When I was little, I always used to eat the parsley. Just for the record. And here is Laffy Taffy’s contribution to your woes: What do you call singing lettuce? Elvis Parsley!

So, I was in the shower today when I remembered two more movies. Granted, I’ve not got a firm handle on your genres of choice, but I love these, so there. Or something. State and Main and Broadcast News. I should probably start a list. Or I may just stick with passing them off as they come. I haven’t decided yet.

It takes one to know one. And you don’t really miss me. But I do rock. And you owe me an email. I know there is probably a long line of you-owe-me-an-email girls now that you’ve just returned after a prolonged hiatus. And we know how you love your xx following and how you love to leave all the flyest of the bitches wanting more….

Asshole.

All I’m saying is that if I were you I would put me at the top of the list of fly bitches to write to.

[ryn: I shut everyone out for a reason, dear. It’s called plagiarism and I’m not a huge fan. How did you find me? Welcome to my diary.]

😛

someone is being a dick.

ryn: enjoy what, exactly?

I do take pleasure in it.

And on OD I’m the disappointing orange you get after the meal instead of the fortune cookie or chocolate mint.

Thank you for your note, as confusing as we all are, im glad you can make sense of things.

RYN: Well, I wasn’t talking about just the response to your note, but it is among the ones I noticed, so your presumption is justified.

Well, yes. I was aware of that. But it makes for a more interesting tid bit if I bypass the obvious reason for the southern/northern swap and punch up the seeming geographical insanity. Thank you, though. Had I still been in a quandary about it, that would’ve helped immensely.

The song got lodged in my head (not unpleasantly, of course). If it’ll make you feel better, I’ll let you pick the topic for the next entry. I even trust you enough to not add the whole “veto power” addendum. Oooh. You’re special.

for the record i could. whether or not you let me, actually. be careful about giving me more brilliance than i deserve though. on second thought, no, go right ahead. maybe someday i’ll put it back up somewhere. maybe if you put back calvin and hobbes. maybe.

I’d call it sufficient, too, actually. So, I failed my expectations, as well. Not that it makes it any better. And that means I probably should’ve held off on posting and gone for a rewrite/do-over or something. Anyway, I get it. I agree. Okay. That is a rare treat. I pick “fear.” re: makeup – Given the reason they’re patrons, I think you could use the term “satisfied.” And with a mask, there’s a lot left unknown. With makeup, you can make out things like bone structure and the lack of hideous deformities. Plus, scary makeup probably does it for some girls. That whole “different strokes…” cliche. So it was likely quite scary makeup. Especially when you know how to use it.

Heh. Guess what I just recently realized? I still owe Mia an entry on fearlessness. Does it make it better or worse that I’ll probably not be too far behind you with a similarly themed entry?

in assuming your friends would judge you and make you utterly ashamed of screwing with your life, aren’t you judging them the way you don’t want to be? friends, real friends, will tell you their judgement of your (possibly stupid) actions, then hug you and help you turn things around. the only person who will humilate you, is you.

Ryn: Titles are not my strong suit, tits, however, are. I’ve got DD’s, and not in a hot turn you on way either. They’re mamma titties.