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viedmawoke up from a nap a little bit ago and the only thing to eat was some bread and ramen. While heating up the water, i was checking mail and eating bread and absently noticing that mmmmmaybe it shouldn't taste *sweet*. Promptly spit it out and tried to scrub offending taste out of my mouth. Why is everything in the vicinity of my fridge like the Gallery of Regrettable Food?
btw, *everyone* loved my haircut. they thought i looked like a lil pixie. a 5'6", 165 lb pixie, but don't i look cute in my pink sparkly dress and twinkle toes?
people were just nice to me in general. had one of those days were i had to interact with the public, and they were so nice and helpful i wondered what parallel dimension i wandered into. why am i so cynical sometimes?
I read people's ljs today and marveled at how genuinely *nice* people can be, and why can't i act like that all the time. just be so happy and good natured. i want to be good natured, but i have a snarkbutt streak a mile wide. must..hold..onto..inner bitch..
Like this, for example. Lori, you're a sweet person, but you have to understand that when i spy any type of defensive fannish behavior, it's like a shark who gets her first whiff of nummy chum. I don't hate people who slash Nsync-- ok, i only hate just one-- but you have to admit that for a person like me who isn't into Nsync people's LJs are the best form of unintentional comedy. you mistake smugness for laughing in the face of the void, tis all.
hit a maudlin streak this afternoon when i resurrected an idea of mine to make a mix tape of the most heartbreaking, depressing songs and spoken word i can find. So far i have Michelle Shocked's "Stillborn", Tim Buckley's "I never asked you for a mountain", Luc Sante's spoken word about death, and an excerpt from Into the Wild. I figure if you're in an insufferably good mood you could listen to this tape and want to jump off a bridge, and why the HELL would i want to do this? not out of sadism, but some other unnameable thing. 4 tracks, 20 more to go...
got happy when Nafije called me and told me she passed the written part of the driver's exam. Huz-fucking-zah!!! I'm very happy for her. She knew all of this stuff ages ago but had a paralyzing case of exam nerves when she took the test 6 times in a month and kept missing the mark by a question or two, so she didn't go back until Saturday when her son gave her a mock test and she didn't miss a question. She told me that she ran out of the exam yelling I Passed! I Passed!! in Albanian. I can only imagine the scene at the DMV last weekend. yeah!
wow, i got through an entire journal entry without calling Nsync a bunch of talentless fuckheads. Oh, nevermind. It's too easy.
btw, *everyone* loved my haircut. they thought i looked like a lil pixie. a 5'6", 165 lb pixie, but don't i look cute in my pink sparkly dress and twinkle toes?
people were just nice to me in general. had one of those days were i had to interact with the public, and they were so nice and helpful i wondered what parallel dimension i wandered into. why am i so cynical sometimes?
I read people's ljs today and marveled at how genuinely *nice* people can be, and why can't i act like that all the time. just be so happy and good natured. i want to be good natured, but i have a snarkbutt streak a mile wide. must..hold..onto..inner bitch..
Like this, for example. Lori, you're a sweet person, but you have to understand that when i spy any type of defensive fannish behavior, it's like a shark who gets her first whiff of nummy chum. I don't hate people who slash Nsync-- ok, i only hate just one-- but you have to admit that for a person like me who isn't into Nsync people's LJs are the best form of unintentional comedy. you mistake smugness for laughing in the face of the void, tis all.
hit a maudlin streak this afternoon when i resurrected an idea of mine to make a mix tape of the most heartbreaking, depressing songs and spoken word i can find. So far i have Michelle Shocked's "Stillborn", Tim Buckley's "I never asked you for a mountain", Luc Sante's spoken word about death, and an excerpt from Into the Wild. I figure if you're in an insufferably good mood you could listen to this tape and want to jump off a bridge, and why the HELL would i want to do this? not out of sadism, but some other unnameable thing. 4 tracks, 20 more to go...
got happy when Nafije called me and told me she passed the written part of the driver's exam. Huz-fucking-zah!!! I'm very happy for her. She knew all of this stuff ages ago but had a paralyzing case of exam nerves when she took the test 6 times in a month and kept missing the mark by a question or two, so she didn't go back until Saturday when her son gave her a mock test and she didn't miss a question. She told me that she ran out of the exam yelling I Passed! I Passed!! in Albanian. I can only imagine the scene at the DMV last weekend. yeah!
wow, i got through an entire journal entry without calling Nsync a bunch of talentless fuckheads. Oh, nevermind. It's too easy.
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Date: 2001-06-08 07:34 am (UTC)Learning to let people make their own mistakes still is a work in progress.