January 2009
5 posts
“Meat sticks…. I don’t have a slot for meat sticks….”
– My mom, maybe it’s because I am hungover still drunk from last night but I laughed and laughed and couldn’t stop this morning. I apologize for my inappropriate laughter and the innuendo I created from the situation.
Dear people I know/people I live with,
I’m sorry you haven’t learned to not trust me with shit that’s not mine in the freezer when I’m drunk on vodka. You should know that a. if you have ice cream, I only eat it when I’m drunk because it’s the only time I make the decision to punish my lactose intolerant body like that b. you shouldn’t trust me to not stand over the silverware drawer attempting...
So I’ve been thinking I need to email Tyra and propose being her personal assistant or intern or some such thing. I am essentially unemployed so it wouldn’t be a big deal for to up and go to LA or NY, wherever she’s at. I work for very little money, just feed me daily and I’m pretty fuckin happy. And the reason for this is I need a good chuckle, a fuckin laugh so hard you...
The following just happened about an hour ago as I was heading down the mountain. This is a guy I see on a pretty regular basis but our conversations in the past have ended at "Hey, Hi, Hello, Nice day out".
Him: Hi
Me: Hellllooooo
Him: See any bears or lions up there?
Me: Naw, but there is a unicorn at the top today.
Him: Hah. Will you marry me?
Me: Sure, why not?
I am grateful for this moment
To be awake at 4:53 am. Being so sick you can’t sleep makes me put some life into perspective. Happy new year.