Saturday, March 29, 2008


I am constantly hearing things that discourage me from wanting to get married. People who are married say it's worth it. Single people want it. Then married people go and pulverize each other. Some do it with huge, dramatic gestures, and others slowly chip away at their spouse like a deranged and selfish sculptor. I wonder if the married people who tell me that it is worth it aren't trying to convince themselves.

But I still think I want it.

Friday, March 14, 2008

the way it goes

How is it possible that in a store with hundreds of styles of shoes, many of which are priced below $50, I can walk into the SALE area and the only shoes I want go for $299?

It was so ridiculous--the endless racks of shoes, the low prices on all the other shoe boxes, me actually considering buying them. The only thing those shoes did for me is kill my appetite. I turned on my (worn) heel and left with a sour puss.

Friday, March 7, 2008

It Happened

I got tagged.

10 years ago:

I had not shaved my legs for 5 months. I went 6 months and not a day shorter before I shaved, which happened to be the day after prom. As a senior at dear old Abilene High school, I felt ready to move on. I spent my free time at the park swinging, singing when no one was around, talking with kids, and writing. I was 17 and loving life. I was dating Brent and soon we would take a short road trip to hit up Six Flags in Arlington. English and Art were my favorite classes. I kept a quote book of sayings that struck me or made me laugh. I carried it, my bible and my journal with me everywhere in my Neiman Marcus canvas shopping bag, which I used as a purse. Oh and I wore only one pair of jeans to school the entire year. Class of '98.

Things on my to-do list today:
-clean up the disaster i call my desk
-trim my thumbnail that seems to grow 38% faster than the others
-troubleshoot my computer problems
-write a blog
-drink less coffee

What would I do if I suddenly became a billionaire?
1. This is an overwhelming "what if." I suppose I'd freak out in some way.
2. Pay off debt.
3. Buy a slave. I mean, a massage therapist.
4. Seek council.
5. Invest, put some away, blah, blah.
6. Help orphans.
8.Travel more. Greece, Spain, South America, Australia. Visit everyone I know living overseas.
9. Buy one of these.
10. Crap my pants. Not necessarily in this order.

Three of my bad habits:
1. Pulling out my eyelashes. It feels so good but looks so sad.
2. Piling shiznit on my desk. Why must I be so procrastinative?
3. Let's just say procrastination takes up more than one slot. It is a big mountain right now.

Five jobs I've had:
1. Writer
2. Bakery person
3. Barista
4. Corporate employee (soul-killee)
5. Youth intern and making up words.

Five things many people don't know about me:
1. I can lick my elbow. This talent won me a free dinner the other night.
2. I once ate an entire box of Little Debbie's Swiss Cake Rolls in a weekend. Six rolls in two hours is the sad truth. I am still not allowed to buy them.
3. The next Valentine's Day I received 3 boxes of Swiss Cake Rolls from 3 different frenemies.
4. On a dare I swallowed a live minnow.
5. Dreams can have deep meaning for me. When I am dreaming often, I feel more alive and more aware than at times when I am not dreaming.

I'm tagging Martha and Heather.