a diet of rice crackers
So maybe this routine will get old in a few days, but for now, I am enjoying every single waking moment of being a complete bum. Look up the word 'bum' in the dictionary and you will find an enormous picture of me lounging near the piano in my pj pants, cashmere slippers (haha), reading "The Nanny Diaries" (please don't jest, I need to read something somewhat mind numbing. It's a guilty pleasure).
It makes me realize that I'm naturally kind of an antisocial person. I'm not one who needs to be with someone all the time (and I mean this both friendship and relationship-wise; take note how long I've been single for. Most girls would be in full panic mode after this many years, and sure I'm a little antsy but I'm not necessarily panicking. Yet. Wow, I can really get side-tracked in a single parenthetical thought).
Naima has gotten me hooked on Damien Rice. Not just for the 'The Blower's Daughter', but his other stuff.
Hm. Am so out of shape. Need Stan to become the crazy workout coach again.
I don't know what to do, you got too many lovers am I not enough for you?
You were never in it for love
Could it be, could it be you only need me when you want me
Matt White Band friended me on MySpace (actually now that I think about it, the only friends I have on MySpace are people who friended me and not vice versa...including spence middle schoolers. hah.) and their song "Too Many Lovers" has been stuck in my head for god knows how long. It's cute, and he sounds just like John Mayer. So you know, it's that kind of cute.
I want to label some people in my life as 'extra' (a term purely credited to Stan at this point) but am afraid that that will leave me, in the end...friendless?
I haven't had coffee in a few days and am craving it now.
It makes me realize that I'm naturally kind of an antisocial person. I'm not one who needs to be with someone all the time (and I mean this both friendship and relationship-wise; take note how long I've been single for. Most girls would be in full panic mode after this many years, and sure I'm a little antsy but I'm not necessarily panicking. Yet. Wow, I can really get side-tracked in a single parenthetical thought).
Naima has gotten me hooked on Damien Rice. Not just for the 'The Blower's Daughter', but his other stuff.
Hm. Am so out of shape. Need Stan to become the crazy workout coach again.
I don't know what to do, you got too many lovers am I not enough for you?
You were never in it for love
Could it be, could it be you only need me when you want me
Matt White Band friended me on MySpace (actually now that I think about it, the only friends I have on MySpace are people who friended me and not vice versa...including spence middle schoolers. hah.) and their song "Too Many Lovers" has been stuck in my head for god knows how long. It's cute, and he sounds just like John Mayer. So you know, it's that kind of cute.
I want to label some people in my life as 'extra' (a term purely credited to Stan at this point) but am afraid that that will leave me, in the end...friendless?
I haven't had coffee in a few days and am craving it now.
posted by Deb Oh at 10:30 PM
1 Comments:
yes deb... bumming it is what i've been doing for 1 week, and i'm now on my second week of it! tis spring break when you're not off on a tropical isle with buds. WHO WANTS TO BE ON A BEACH SURROUNDED BY SEXY LOCAL MEN SIPPING A PINA COLADA BECAUSE I SURE DON'T? sour grapes... of course not. oh lovely deb, "gravity" sounds perfabulastic. damien rice has a great voice; the blower's daughter is so sad. let's see each other before sat when i'm headed yalewards... if we can't, it's chizzle. and i would tell you to be wary of cutting "extra" ppl. because if you think hard enough about it, 98% of ppl are "dispensable"... i think it's best to appreciate everyone for what they offer your life, and be thankful for them but not too attaches so if they should truly become "extra" (as in a negative, life sucking force) you can cut the fat. rice crackers= yum. btw, everytime my bro plays "let's get retarded" by bep i can't help but bust out our moves.
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