a lighthearted rant
that's right folks, i said it.
light-hearted.
(and i really think i am. getting. there.)
light-hearted.
(and i really think i am. getting. there.)
"bulletproof, i wish i was."
{radiohead}
my usual wonder-woman powers of self-analysis have been
overworked
underpaid
and well, just
wrong.
(i thought i was a horrible person for a while again. it wasn't fun.)
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ANYWAY, today i am not amused with one aspect of this whole $5 in bank account business.
f'ing bull shit free coffee.
in other rants:
~fashion pet peeves seen this week downtown:
- black translucent nylons, black keds
- wet hair. oh gosh. WET HAIR.
- gaucho capri pants with black barbie-heels
- and the ever-present, never-ending PNW Pet Peeve? NORTHFACE JACKETS WITH BUSINESS SUITS.
and even more rants:
- i hate the superfluous use of umbrellas when it's barely even wet
- i hate that because you do dishes right before the bath, you have only enough hot water to cover the unmentionables and are in fact, MORE cold than before you took said bath
- i hate when the guy who gets to the bus stop AFTER you jumps on the bus RIGHT before you
- i hate that google books doesn't have a fully-published book of Cannery Row online - which means i cannot read it at work
- i hate that i have no idea what to read from the guy who just won the Nobel Prize in Literature because no one has started a discussion online about which works to read to get a good feel
- i hate clean hair
- i hate the idea of going to the symphony this weekend and NOT having our usual pre-ordered intermission cocktails...(i am going to scrounge up some money for this! it's a MUST!)
- i hate the elastic band of a waste this old dress has on it - it's suffocating and itchy.
well since i purged all that, i am feeling just much better.
after all, the greatest pain of today is over.
the rude, audacious offense,
the b.s. requirement to
wake
up.
(go to hell 6:30 alarm. even if you are pleasant-sounding harp strings)
oh happy, happy thursday.
it feels good to feel better.
~crm
5 comments:
I think sheer black nylons make Jesus cry.
sheer black nylons, yes.
also,
the word hosiery (SICK!)
AND shoulder pads.
i hate that i can't read your blog and comment on the same page.
yep - totally forgot what i wanted to comment on. maybe i'll muster the energy to reread it and come back for another attempt at a quirky comment.
man do I miss you. can we please phone date soon? btw . . . that picture of you is amazing, are you taking these pictures? your photography is really budding into something amazing . . . i miss you!
I too have yet to read anything by the newly famous frenchman, but an interview with on NPR said that his first novel "the interrogation" is a good place to start or another of his early books "war". Apperently his early works are very experimental, even aproaching poetry with a focus on melancholy while his later works are a bit more accesable in their nomadicness. I don't really know though, I have never read him.
Also, I have some questions for you about women's fashion: My wife's birthday is coming up and she has expressed intrest in owning a nice large purse that is stylish yet could hold everything (and I think she really means everything, as you know she is a teacher and she would like to be able to have the possibility of holding a laptop in their I think). Could you point me in right direction?
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