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So last night I had one of the scariest dreams ever, OMG girlfriend. You see, I was pregnant, but also an idiot, which doubled the fright factor. Anyway, I woke up one morning and was like hey Mom, I think I'm pregnant. She was of NO help and she just said, Oh, cool. So I'm going along, being pregnant and everything, but I was thinking I was special because it just had to be immaculate conception. I mean, I hadn't had sex with anyone, right? WRONG! I would keep getting these flashes of memories of me doing the horizontal tango with someone, like I was drunk or something, and to make a long story short, congratulations on fatherhood, Jeff. Oh, dear. Anyway, so I finally figured out who the father was, but I kept forgetting I was pregnant. Every month I would be waiting for my period and when it wouldn't come, I'd just be like, THAT's right, I'm PREGNANT. But it never really registered with me, so I kept living up the pregnant life with fleeting thoughts of how Jeff would make a good dad. Then it gets worse. Then, when I'm about six or seven months along, it hits me that I don't WANT a kid. I'm seventeen! So I'm freaking out because I want an abortion and I can't get one because of the new bill Bush just signed. I don't even think that bill is so bad- if you're having an abortion at the right time and for the right reasons, it really shouldn't be an issue. Anyway, we can't sleep together anymore, Jeff. I just can't take it.
I love the new Mars Volta! It sounds like what would happen if Coheed and Cambria interrupted Ted Leo's screaming orgasm to set him on fire. It makes me feel all jittery, like dancing in kind of a Michael Stipe/Michael Taylor/jazz hands way. I've been listening to lots of that. Also music with doo-wops and hand claps because I'm the best.
I'm at about 17K for my Nano, so that means I'm about 1/3 finished. Already the longest thing I've ever written and I don't look on it with complete mortification yet. *Feels very pleased with self. Guess it's still got to go somewhere, though...crap...Oh, by the way, I need a name for the female character. I want a one-syllable name if possible. Suggestions!
I finished "She's Come Undone" last night. It was pretty good, though nothing compared to "I Know This Much is True." Man, I love reading. What I really like about Wally Lamb's stories is that the protagonists overcome problems within themselves, realistic problems, and they are accessible to most everyone. They get realistic rewards in the end, too, and it's just more of that not the destination but the journey kind of stuff. Still, I didn't connect with Dolores like I did with Dominick, though, and I didn't feel depressed when I finished. Finishing "I Know" was like saying goodbye to old friends.
That's about it. Have a good weekend!
I love the new Mars Volta! It sounds like what would happen if Coheed and Cambria interrupted Ted Leo's screaming orgasm to set him on fire. It makes me feel all jittery, like dancing in kind of a Michael Stipe/Michael Taylor/jazz hands way. I've been listening to lots of that. Also music with doo-wops and hand claps because I'm the best.
I'm at about 17K for my Nano, so that means I'm about 1/3 finished. Already the longest thing I've ever written and I don't look on it with complete mortification yet. *Feels very pleased with self. Guess it's still got to go somewhere, though...crap...Oh, by the way, I need a name for the female character. I want a one-syllable name if possible. Suggestions!
I finished "She's Come Undone" last night. It was pretty good, though nothing compared to "I Know This Much is True." Man, I love reading. What I really like about Wally Lamb's stories is that the protagonists overcome problems within themselves, realistic problems, and they are accessible to most everyone. They get realistic rewards in the end, too, and it's just more of that not the destination but the journey kind of stuff. Still, I didn't connect with Dolores like I did with Dominick, though, and I didn't feel depressed when I finished. Finishing "I Know" was like saying goodbye to old friends.
That's about it. Have a good weekend!