i’ve been embroiled the last few days in work, sleeping and going to work. plus i’m in full-on monthly hormonal depression which has left me oddly silent. odd, because i am never silent. but when these bouts take over, i tend to pipe right down in order to keep the keyboard psychologists at bay (they are a cousin to the armchair quarterbacks). because when i’m in one of my moods the last thing i need is a bunch of people telling me to get my ass on the latest anti-depressant. what i need when i’m in this mood is for someone to say “hey i was just thinking about you” or “wow, i really missed you.” or, i need some man to use his tongue to trace that curvey blue vein on my hip.
speaking of which, can you think of any songs that mention hips? i’m onto a new playlist idea. so far i’ve only got “something is me” by paul westerberg and “album of the year” by the good life. i haven’t gotten that far in the investigation. probably because i can’t seem to stop listening to Andrew Bird’s “A Nervous Tic Motion of the Head to the Left.”
in other news, there isn’t much other news at all. i got a call from my dad telling me that i don’t have to work at the bowling alley on friday, which means that i’m done for the summer. you know what that means? that means i’m totally available for dates on fridays. act now! the spaces are filling up fast (god, sometimes i make myself laugh so hard that tears run from my eyes). also, i am going to go to my first ever bowling banquet on Friday May, 6th. i am so excited. like i got asked to the prom (which didn’t ever happen) excited. i’ve been working with these schmucks for like five years and this is the first time i ever got invited to the banquet. i promise to bring zippy the wondercam and use him prodigiously.