Despite my upset, life appears to be darned committed to moving on. I've had that phrase "Life goes on" in my head today. And allow me to set the tone for this post by saying that immediately after that philosophical thought my next thought keeps being "and what a great song by Poison it is."
Let's think about some other things today. Happier and weirder things. Weird is always good and distracting. I will provide my random thoughts in outline form, giving them a semblance of order.
I. Tonight I started watching Matchstick Men with my parents.
A. "Started" because I only watched the first 40 minutes or so. Then I left although I didn't get anything I was trying to get accomplished accomplished and the friends who were going to stop by didn't end up making it.
i. If you got credit for watching half of a movie then I've seen a lot more movies in my lifetime.
B. Nicolas Cage is a good actor.
i. When people ask me who is a good actor, I tend to say actors who are both excellent and hot. Example: Johnny Depp. I forget people like Nicolas Cage, who is more about the craft and the performance than the star value. Then he pops up in a movie like Lord of War (or tonight's flick) and I'm reminded that he should be on my list of favorites, because his movies are always solid.
a. Face/Off is an underrated flick.
C. There is a thin line between being clean and being OCD. Or so I'm told.
i. In one scene they pan out to show his cleaning supplies and they're all organized by color. As my parents exclaimed how weird it was, I had noticed myself admiring it. I get my nervous energy out by cleaning. Since when is this wrong? I'm bettering the world one stack of papers at a time!
II. Willow has come up in conversation a lot recently.
A. While selecting movies at the public library, my sister joked about renting it.
B. My brother brought up that Willow was on the show Extras.
C. I saw a man today with an uncanny resemblance to...
III. Susie and I are having a contest (per my suggestion) to come up with a daily insult.
A. It started when I told her that my annoying neighbor is "the human equivalent of The Song That Never Ends"
i. For those of you who didn't have a 45 minute ride to daycamp for years on end, it goes like this "This is the song that never ends, yes it goes on and on my friend, somebody started singing it not knowing what it was, and they'll continue singing it forever just because...This is the song that never ends, yes it goes on and on my friend, somebody started singing it not knowing what it was, and they'll continue singing it forever just because...This is the song that never ends, yes it goes on and on my friend, somebody started singing it not knowing what it was, and they'll continue singing it forever just because...This is the song that never ends, yes it goes on and on my friend, somebody started singing it not knowing what it was, and they'll continue singing it forever just because..." You get the point.
ii. I'm not sure I can do better than that. But I will try.
IV. Confessions.
A. Sometimes when I'm having a bad day I'll check the USWeekly blog. Misery loves company and I can usually find my friend Britney there having a worse day than me.
B. I have been eating raw cookie dough every night for the past few days.
i. Despite the health implications I find it to be totally worth it.
a. Yes, I realize tapeworms are a hazard.
b. We'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
1. My dad once had a patient who had a tapeworm. She was overweight
(woman, not tapeworm) and insisted that they leave it in there
until she lost more weight from it (it was eating her intestines).
Then when they removed it she kept it in a jar and named it Sam.
2. True story.
C. The word stinky makes me laugh. I think I confessed this earlier, so here it
is again. It's in a manuscript I'm representing (granted, a picturebook for
4-8 year olds). Every time I read it (it appears twice) I laugh out loud.
i. I hate the phrase "LOL"
a. Other hated phrases:
1. "Cheers!"
V. Conclusion.
A. In conclusion, I just want to say "don't be stinky. life goes on."
3 comments:
cheers is ok when neema says it.
ROFL
I'm so sorry to hear about your family dog! This past year has been lousy with loss!
going along with your "life goes on" statement ... a sign in my small town this week reads:
There is ALWAYS something to deal with.
so true!
just wanted to say hi ... I found your through your sister's blog over on LJ
my 2 favorite derogatory terms for people lately have been:
asshat
jamhead
:) Jen Osborn
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