Tuesday, March 02, 2004

You wish you knew

Well, I guess I shouldn't put all my stupid self-pitying grief in here, so I won't. Fuck you. You want to know, then you'll ask. No free passes into my life, or my mind, or crap in my heart. See...there's the hostility again. Sorry, can't help it.

Anyway, I just wanted to say that today when I went to In & Out with my funny cousins and my sister I saw this lady wearing a Yoda shirt, and I swear, it almost made me cry. There was this moment that made me want her as a mother. That is so cool. I mean, I'm not much of a Star Wars fan (but I do love that Harrison Ford), but that's cool! I can't explain it. The lettering was green and blocky like "The Hulk" only it was "YODA." Tell me that's not cool. I do understand that I may get comments telling me exactly that, but its cooool to me, and I'm kind of geeky. Oh well. Dude, I need a job, I'm flat broke. Well, not really, but I can't keep taking money out and shit. This is horrible. It makes me feel nervous inside, and I think I'm gonna break out in rashes and hives. Just kidding. Sorry, did you get a visual. Anyway, I think I'm just blabbing now. I'm feeling a little list-y.

Things I would never do for money:
--Go on a reality TV show. I was watching America's Top Model today, and they take a lot of hits. I think I'd seriously cry in each and every episode and want to go home. And I'd probably get kicked off the first episode anyway, so what am I talking about.
--Do any of that Fear Factor shit. Work, you lazyasses. Shit, I ain't gonna eat no fuckin maggot pizza for money I can get from donig some old-fashioned work.
--Sexual favors. That speaks for itself. I'll kick your ass.
--Betray any friends or family. Maybe I would, depending what for. For the good of the friend or the situation, yes. To fuck them up, no. Loyalty=good.
--Well, I don't know, but I wouldn't want to be a foot doctor because I wouldn't want to touch anybody's feet for a living. That's kinda gross. Some people have stinky feet that can't be unstinky. You know what I mean?
--I wouldn't want to be a professional babysitter. I'd go fuckin crazy. Don't get me wrong, I can take care of your kids. I won't do it everyday. I mean, you know what happened during the summer. AHH, I felt like I was in prison. That is why I'm not having a child anytime soon. That...and my parents wouldn't let me.
--I wouldn't mess with a stranger on the street.
--Humiliate myself.
--I wouldn't paint myself green. That can possibly cause fatalities if you're not careful, you know. It can clog your pores, which would prevent water to escape, which would throw off your balance of electrolytes and essentially poison your body. So no body paint for me. And I wouldn't body paint a swimsuit on my naked body either. Sounds kind of fun and funny, but I don't think I could ever do that.

Dude I need to lose some weight. I'm tired of my protruding belly.

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