Spending Frenzy
Since somehow my theoretical paycheck of $**** shrinks to educated minimum wage after taxes and all those other deductions, i have snapped and gone on a shopping spree. buying lots of junk. too much junk. more junk than i can and/or will actually use and get all those wholesome dollar values out of.
On another note, tonight's neighborhood sucked. High concentration of sucky old white people. My inner mom has finally arrived and can't wait to bust out the lining.
I'm not bitter, just sleep deprived.
A really hot girl liked me once. And I kinda screwed her. And not in the good way.
*sigh*
Here I am at 27, bored of running in place and writing stream of consciousness monologues that probably seem disconnected to everyone but the very observant or those well versed in my nonsensical thinking out loudness.
I like Matisyahu, it makes me think of jokes about kosher chinese/spanish eateries in NYC. Did I already tell everyone in cyberspace that i'm supposed to move there? i'd be there right now but i have 8 months left on my lease and i just can't walk away from that kind of commitment.
haahahaha, i crack myself up. i remember reading/flipping through this story 'a million little pieces' or whatnot oprah bookclub overdraught emotional and literary masturbation and i thought 'this is fake'. i am so proud to say that my gut instinct was correct. that book was a crock of shit as far as being a 'memoir' but then, those who followed the whole 'woman warrior' controversy in their college as/am lit classes know how fickle 'memoirs' are. how does hollywoodization seep into the printed word? yikes. i think it's a sad state that a lot of people are defending the book as 'being great regardless'. um, no. if a journalist makes a story to win a pulitzer, i'm pretty sure they'd have to give it back once it's found out to be fake. even if it's a 'great story'. it was only a great story because it supposedly true. why are white men such liars? he should take up with mr. memoirs of a geisha. ~shiver~
what other random things can i think of to say? if i made a perfume i would include sparkling notes of mint, cassis, tuberose, and frangipani. i'm not sure what 1/2 of those things smell like independentally let alone if you blended them with the others but i like saying 'sparkling notes of' and 'mint' and 'cassis' -- you get the picture. can you tell perfume was on my long laundry list of impulse buys with shaky credit?
thank you and good night. we really should talk more like this.
On another note, tonight's neighborhood sucked. High concentration of sucky old white people. My inner mom has finally arrived and can't wait to bust out the lining.
I'm not bitter, just sleep deprived.
A really hot girl liked me once. And I kinda screwed her. And not in the good way.
*sigh*
Here I am at 27, bored of running in place and writing stream of consciousness monologues that probably seem disconnected to everyone but the very observant or those well versed in my nonsensical thinking out loudness.
I like Matisyahu, it makes me think of jokes about kosher chinese/spanish eateries in NYC. Did I already tell everyone in cyberspace that i'm supposed to move there? i'd be there right now but i have 8 months left on my lease and i just can't walk away from that kind of commitment.
haahahaha, i crack myself up. i remember reading/flipping through this story 'a million little pieces' or whatnot oprah bookclub overdraught emotional and literary masturbation and i thought 'this is fake'. i am so proud to say that my gut instinct was correct. that book was a crock of shit as far as being a 'memoir' but then, those who followed the whole 'woman warrior' controversy in their college as/am lit classes know how fickle 'memoirs' are. how does hollywoodization seep into the printed word? yikes. i think it's a sad state that a lot of people are defending the book as 'being great regardless'. um, no. if a journalist makes a story to win a pulitzer, i'm pretty sure they'd have to give it back once it's found out to be fake. even if it's a 'great story'. it was only a great story because it supposedly true. why are white men such liars? he should take up with mr. memoirs of a geisha. ~shiver~
what other random things can i think of to say? if i made a perfume i would include sparkling notes of mint, cassis, tuberose, and frangipani. i'm not sure what 1/2 of those things smell like independentally let alone if you blended them with the others but i like saying 'sparkling notes of' and 'mint' and 'cassis' -- you get the picture. can you tell perfume was on my long laundry list of impulse buys with shaky credit?
thank you and good night. we really should talk more like this.