Some Of Us Chase Cars And Some Of Us Stress Out Over A Stupid 8 Dollar An Hour Job
I went to my class reunion last weekend. First of all, I looked FABULOUS I must say. I got my hair done and I bought a new outfit. My thoughts on the whole experience? Hmmm... It was a good time. Not just the grand old time I was expecting it to be. It just seemed like all the snobby people were there, people who didn't give me the time of day in high school and who didn't give me the time of day that nite either. Not enough of my friends were there. But my BEST FRIEND WAS. And that made it a good nite. Perhaps all those people didn't recognize me because I looked so SMOKIN HOT for a change! How do I know this? Because the people I did talk to SAID SO!
Best Movie I Saw: Dancing At The Blue Iguana. This wasn't the GREATEST movie I've seen. It was largely improvised and you could tell. At least it didn't glamorize stripping like the thousands of hip hop videos we've seen in the last few years. But did I see and hear this right? Did one of the characters have sex with her brother? Yikes! Darryl Hannah was very charming as the ditz. I'm sure I saw other movies this week, but this is the one I remember.
Book I'm Reading: Why I Jumped by Tina Zahm. It's the true story about a Wisconsin woman who after suffering from post-partum depression decided to jump off the tallest bridge in Green Bay. But! The cop who was following her, caught her by the hand and pulled her up over the ledge, thus saving her life! This book is very insightful about depression. But... I'm still skeptical. You see, she had the luxury of family and friends to come over and help care for her and the kids. Her husband too. She said she was physically unable to. That she was literally unable to get out of bed. What? Did she piss all over it too? Well, what the hell would happen if she didn't have that support system? A lot of mothers just don't. If that baby is crying because it's hungry, I guarantee you you're getting up out of bed to feed it so the damn thing shuts up! Ok. I'LL shut up. I don't really know what I'm talking about and for that I'm GRATEFUL. But this is what I do know: I've had some dark days in my life. When I was going thru all the drama of caring for a permanently disabled and chronically ill baby and a drug addicted and mentally ill husband SIMULTANEOUSLY, I realized how easy it would be to just fall apart right then and there. I also realized pretty early on: NOT AN OPTION.
Best Song I Heard: CHASING CARS BY SNOW PATROL!!!!!!!!!! I did this in all caps because I FUCKING LOVE THIS SONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You know why? Because it says everything that I'd want to say in a song to my man.
If I Just Lay Here
Would You Lie With Me
And Just Forget The World...
There's a double meaning here. On one hand he could be talking about literally laying there like on the ground or on the beach or just cuddling on the couch and having a special alone moment between the two of you. On the other hand, ahem, he could be talking about making love too. THAT'S WHY I LOVE IT!!! Because when you're with somebody you need to do plenty of BOTH. All right, I'm done gushing now.
Top News Story: Again, there are probably more interesting things going on this week, but this little exercise in futility caught my attention. It seems that my beloved Democrats decided to stage a filibuster like thing of sorts. It was an all nite rally in congress, with each member giving an impassioned speech about how this war needs to be ended. Now. Of course, after all that, it got them nowhere because the Republicans refused to budge but these people felt that strongly enough to make the effort. That stuck with me.
Well, the new job in the store is going better. Sigh. It can be a MAJOR pain in the ass sometimes. And I think to myself: WTF? Why am I majorly stressing out over a job that pays 8.84 an hour? Save the drama for the managers! That's why they get paid good money! Speaking of money... I sure do wish I had some! And I sure do wish my boyfriend would just go getta job! Ok, that's my lil rant today. We all gotta vent somehow right?


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