Strange as it may seem, this life is based on a true story." - Ashleigh Brilliant
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Wednesday, October 29, 2003
Let's have some random thoughts. My mind is kinda in that place right now, just random thoughts running through it. My randomness is pretty...well...random.
I'm so ready to go home. Damn this Seether album is good. I want to try brussel sprouts. I just realized I set up the time to go turn the old apartment keys in as the same time I have my doctor's appointment Thursday morning. I think I'm the only person other than my sister who still loves Bush. The band; don't be gross. I'm going to get a beta fish for my new office. It amazes me that I can look at Gilly's picture at my desk and not start crying. I'm wearing white socks today with my little brown shoes and I feel like a dork. I'm tired all the time lately. My friend is going to be a pot brownie for Halloween and I think that's hilarious. I need to throw away that tupperware container that's been on my desk for three months; it used to be grapes, but now I believe it has morphed into some mutant lifeform. If I keep it there long enough will I just have gooey raisins? I want to change the name of my blog from 'anima - a psyche exposed' to either 'bad girl' (from the Madonna song) or that Ashleigh Brilliant quote that I post on all my sites, "Strange as it may seem, this life is based on a true story." Perhaps, though, it would seem a tad too self-important to have an entire quote as a title. I went to the bathroom today and couldn't get my pants untied (damn little leather strings) and I almost peed on myself I had to go so bad. I think I think too much. What if I got rich marketing gooey raisins? Shanna's Ooey-Gooey Raisins has a nice ring to it. I'm still in love with the word 'pithy', but lately I've been cheating on it and using the word 'clusterfuck' much, much more. How can someone not like the word 'clusterfuck'? Sometimes I think of things to say just so I can use 'clusterfuck' in a sentence. Is it weird to love words? It's great to ramble non-sensically. Does it negate the ramble if you acknowledge the rambling? I think I'm the luckiest girl in the world to have found my soulmate. I read a joke today that said, "What do you call an intelligent, good-looking, sensitive man?" The answer was, "A rumor", but I would have to say, "My baby." I keep looking at the clock on my desk and it says 3:47 pm. And each time I get excited for just a second - and then I remember I just haven't set it back yet. But I'm too lazy to do it, so everytime I look over there I have this little shock of disappointment. Why do I torture myself so? My telling of that joke was probably the cheesiest thing I have said in close to three months. Do you know a female dragonfly is called a damselfly? Do you know that I tell people that little tidbit of information every few months or so; even if I've said it to them before? I have no idea why I do this.
Say something random.