divine madness

I was just sitting on my bed watching "A Dirty Shame" and reading up on the life of John Waters and I entered a contest to win an iPad and had to make a sentence with a "secret word".  I didn’t read the rules properly and I was supposed to write a sentence with a  "secret word" in it.  Due to the quotations I didn’t really look for a secret word so much as made a sentence using the words secret" and "word".  I hope whatever schlub has to read those entries gets a kick out of my lunacy.

Of course the moon’s not out yet so how can it be lunacy?

I have no idea what I’ll be doing for shits and giggles come September (  he he… I said come).  I could return to my anti-glamorous placement of  Personal Chef to the Not Quite Stars or go on to more ……hmmmm….. curious endeavours as I am so want to do.  I threw my meds away.  I’m sick of them they make me unnaturally whiny and disproportionally depressive.  They make me fat and I’m not okay with not being in my own body….. I’m small, i’M BIG, I’m fat, I’m thin, eat me, drink me….gah!

The publishing deal is still on the table and I’m working with a photographer who is taking great pictures but I’m not counting it as something for shits and giggles; actually, until I have a cheque in my hand it’s all just for fun and cannot be budgeted with or banked on, that’s all I’m saying.  "Course I lied to my publisher this very week and told him my book my was finished, which it’s not if you consider he’s looking for 2 chapters I haven’t quite written yet, well, they’re written but in my head, and an index, which I haven’t quite figured out yet and notwithstanding because I don’t know how many pictures he wants…. which I’m still in the procces of procuring. N’EST PAS?

Went to Montreal for the Canadian beer holiday known as May 2-4 weekend.  I will always love Montreal.  I had a steamed hot dog and a Fairmount bagel and a smoked meat sandwich from Schwartz’.  I went to the Museum of Contemporary Arts and saw amazing works and some not so amazing pieces of art.  I went to Chinatown and saw lots of cosplay and went to Old Montreal for a very expensive but delightful meal.  I rode the Metro and went into a church so beautiful it made me cry. I had good memories there and I was really happy to find out that the memories are still there.

I’ve applied for school so I can become a real entrepreneur.  I want to be Management instead of work for it.  Sure, the whole thing is hinged on the acceptance of my application for a provincial student loan.  If that doesn’t work out I don’t know what I’ll do…. turn that story into a graphic novel and make scads of cash from the action figures (they’re dolls you know, they’re just dolls.  G.I. Joe the doll, Aquaman the doll….dolls).  I could pay for my school today but that would obliterate my secret nest egg and I’m not willing to crack the egg for tuition….hmmmm!

Hell’s Kitchen is back.  True Blood will be back soon too.  Big Brother is on it’s way, so I hear.  By the time they disappear the United States of Tara will be back and Durham County will be back and so I could go on and on and on (too late).  It’s the circle of T.V. and it moves Western civilization on through depression and hope, through faith and love until we find our place.  Now I’m getting a kick out of my lunacy… gah!